I remember the sadness in my heart,
the tears flowing steadily and no cleaning happening.
Greedy life of money and fortunes with land.
Giving it all you have to me and I look back.
This woman dying with the fear of greed in her heart.
I cry to know that this is my family going away.
The money I get I'll hand back,
to some other greedy hands.

It's not worth anything to me and you sure know that,
I'm forced to see you begging me since I can't turn on you.
Ignorance fills your sight and I fall deeper into sadness.
Let me stare at you die with your money in your hand.

Sweet dreams I hope and forever burn the fire in the dark.



Dedicated to a person dear but not dear enough in peace you sleep.