The Rich Slave
The Rich Slave
A journey
So bizarre
The more you step closer
The more it seems far
A hunger
So hollow
Ending up you yearning for it
More and more
A lust
So unique
There's no replacement
To this antique
A drug
So intoxicating
To taste it
Is a want everlasting
A lens
So deceiving
The expenditure seems always more
Than receiving
A mortal
So hyped
No matter how much you save it
Will never make it with you to the afterlife