POWER

Power, greed

It's money I need.

Give me, get me

They always let me,

Get away with what I want.

More and more,

It's never enough.

I eat and I drink and I sup

from the trough.

That the slaves fill up.

Crushing people as I go.

Never do I let them grow,

or flow or

know.

My wicked laughter is all that they hear

As I fill their ears and their minds with fear.

Keep them scared and keep them crying.

All they can believe is my lying.

Until their suffering is too much to bear

and they scream and they cry and then maybe,

just maybe,

they start to

care.