You seek a way to the top
Your desires you can not stop
Seaech for gold
Your heart's gone so cold
Too much desire
Will lead you to the fire
You've been told
But still your soul you sold
Cold radiation
You no longer appreciate your creation
Gold and fame
You care too much for your name
You've gone insane
There is no one else to blame
All your money
Makes your sadness funny
How materialistic
You've given in to the instinct
A man is an ugly creature
Do not give up to this nature
The cold radiation
The bringer of your damnation
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