MONEY IS KING (I)

Sudden calls come running

Into my heart, that place that holds my engine

New decisions come floating through

Two roads, right or wrong

The same thing applies everywhere

Places where one throws away beliefs

And heads deep into the king of bills

With his crown in place

He summons all to his midst

Some with a cup of courage go the other way and suffer peace

The ones remaining wipe and dust the dirt off from the king’s throne

As they do, bills roll through

Down into their pockets

So they smile

For a certain lifetime it’s all good

But it’s all valued with vanity, I say

Lifetime’s all you need brother, they reply

But brother life is time, I continue

A life to live full

For time is a journey full of life

Different times, different lives

This one here and the other awaiting

So why pile up things that fail to transcend waves

Things that fall when the soul is heavy and burdened with grief

Things that lack meaning and proper reasoning

I see you say they fill your thirst

They help you sleep at night

They make women lust over your loins

Oh I see they bring strength and power

I see, I see

Nothing wrong in finding value in things without soul

But the day goes and the night comes

The sounds of the trees lingers to and fro

The dogs bark and bark

Your dreams starts on the mark

The demons you see there holds your breathe

Taste the food, its sweet right?

You’re in with the evil of the night

You’re chained now

Bound by things without value

They make you see life through them

You live life walking on and about

Moving through, time passing by

Paid Stones

Money is key to unlocking power
It’s greed compressed in tongue bites
Suppressing any light that comes close by
Souls have no value, when the king reigns
Righteousness herself is lost in this crazy dance
Tossed around while wolves lick bones
Cry and cry but it will be heard as laughter
The lines have been crossed
The skin and its fellow marks
Now it’s a race full of rats
All biting up the ladder while the sugar pours from the cups of gold
It’s an eternity when we strive but are stricken with disease
Hopelessly forgotten, the age of paid stones
Take their brains out, drag out the wires
Turn on the switch,
What do you see?
Man or man-made?
Pull the paper out from your pockets
Read the lines and ask….
Glowing mouth, where’s your soul?”
Tell me, where’s your voice?”
I don’t want to even know what’s happened to your heart

Money, Money, Money

The snow on road

Sun above

A little synth

The shifts we work

Another letter of bill

The strong aura of crisp rises

The long taste for strings

Plays of the people from Lazarus

Hands thrown higher

A fortune of coupe drives forth

Tempting horns

Bleating sheep

Howling three words

Penny-wise, a dim-wit move

Wise spending again

A voluptuous laughter

Crying pain, mocking sound

A little sugar, please

tears from gold

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The intoxicating stares from emerald

Just as the doctor ordered

Luxury from up high

The towers I mean

Water made pristine

Purified souls

Glorified meat

The burden of sacrifice

Excellence from drive-offs

The smokes brought forth

The carriage made of tender

Wall of fire

All that we lost, they found

All that I found, I spoke

All that was seen, I write