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Greed
Theraphosa
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I am what I have, what I have I become
Miser of my time, of my fortune, my wealth
The larger is my sight, the more shackled I am
A prison of gold, so bright that I am blind
Others are a way to acquire
A stairway to possessions
I am no more
Always anxious, always thirsty, starving
I need to have, fear to give (slave to Mammon)
I am the hand that always takes
The hand that never folds (slave to the golden calf)
I gain and I keep, I always retain
For of my power, I make no usage
The hardness of my heart, equals my treasure
Never satiated, I'm a void I can't fill
To think I control what will one day see me die
The illusion of safety in a sand castle
I am a fool
Always anxious, always thirsty, starving
I need to have, fear to give (slave to Mammon)
I am the hand that always takes
The hand that never folds (slave to the golden calf)
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Always anxious, always thirsty, starving
I need to have, fear to give (slave to Mammon)
I am the hand that always takes
The hand that never folds (slave to the golden calf)
ย