A wish maybe?
Wine, women or song
I can make anything belong.
For this was my gift all along.

I desire money !
to me they sweeter than honey.
Living without them I cannot see
Oh Dionysus! please grant them to me

Gold, glorius gold by my touch
Oh Zoe ! I have news for you.
Huggs and kisses but then ,regret.
Oh Zoe ! what have I done to you.

Dionysus save me from this cursed metal
I never knew what that could've caused to my dear angel.