[Mr. Money:]
I woke up today
expecting to find all that I sought,
and climb the mountains of the life I bought.
Finally I'm at the top of every hierarchy;
unfortunately there is no one left...
...but me
I woke up today
to a world that's ground to dust, dirt and stone.
I'm the king upon this withering throne.
I ruled every forest, every mountain, every sea -
now there're but ruins left to rule for me.
And, you see, it beckons me;
Life turned its back on us -
how could you just agree?
How? I just don't see...
I woke up today
to a world devoid of forests and trees -
drained of every ocean, every sea.
Just like a useless brick upon the shore
the morning after the storm
that swept the bridge away -
relentless tide.
No anger, just this relentless time
that calls us all on,
but...
I'm never crossing that line,
leaving this world behind -
I will stay on my own on this bloodstained throne.
I rule the ruins and wrecks,
and the dust, dirt and stone.
I rule rage rod and rattling of bones.
I am on my own, I am all alone.
Everything is gone.
Stuck forever here, already cold.
I'm never crossing that line,
Leaving this world behind -
I will stay on my own On this bloodstained throne.
I rule the ruins and wrecks,
and the dirt and the dust and the stone,
I'm the ruler of rage rod and rust
and the rattling of bones.
Ruler of ruin...
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