Greed possesses foolish men.
Fate is real, luck is play pretend.
All life must face an end,
this we all comprehend.
Yet we all contend, making amends
For shiny stuff, we can't take with us, in the end.
Greed possesses foolish men.
Fate is real, luck is play pretend.
All life must face an end,
this we all comprehend.
Yet we all contend, making amends
For shiny stuff, we can't take with us, in the end.
