Money flows around very slowly,
In a world controlled by currency.
Where life is meaningless without cash,
Just to die in the end and turn into ash.
We all go through life to learn,
That you can’t live in this world not working to earn.
We enslaved ourselves by a piece of metal or paper with number,
Where living a real life no longer we remember.
Money had brought sin to us all,
Where greed made us all fall.
Fall from the real world we lived in,
To the world where we all make a greedy sin.