Gilded shadows
Beneath the shroud of twilight’s veil,
Where gold has choked the sun,
A symphony of rusted chains,
The deal *nocturne*’s begun.
Whispers trade in diamond dust,
Truth drowned by siren coins,
Echoes carve their hollow thrones—
A world the dollar joins.
[Pre-Chorus]
We waltzе with the devil’s hand,
Our souls in ledgers scrawled,
A crucifix of paper bills—
Heavеn’s gates… pawned and sold .
[Chorus]
Money rules the world,
A psalm of ash and fire,
Coins are the crown, the cross, the curse—
The god of man’s desire.
Money rules the world,
Ink bleeds where empires fall,
We kneel to shadows, forged in banks—
The market… eats us all.
[Verse 2]
A trillion eyes in vaults of glass,
Watch fortunes twist and fray,
The chalice drips with poisoned silk—
We drink it anyway.
Kings decay in gilded crypts,
Their ghosts crave more, always more,
While beggars kiss the serpents’ fangs,
To taste the feast… they’re poor.
[Pre-Chorus]
The auctioneer’s cold lullaby,
Bids war in halogen light,
Our virtues crumble into stocks—
Love’s sold… *to highest price*.
[Chorus]
*Money rules the world,*
A psalm of ash and fire,
Coins are the crown, the cross, the curse—
The god of man’s desire.
*Money rules the world,*
Ink bleeds where empires fall,
We kneel to shadows, forged in banks—
The market… *eats us all*.
[Bridge]
A merry-go-round of hungry ghosts,
No savior, debt, or name,
The dice are loaded, rigged, divine—
We play… *and lose the game*.
Kaleidoscope of lies we spin,
Till dawn can’t break the chains,
For every thread of fate we weave…
Is traded… *in the Exchange*.
[Outro]
*Money rules… money rules…*
Through time’s unblinking eye,
We’re kings of dust, and paupers still—
The dollar’s lullaby…
*Money rules the world…*
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