Geometry of chance

The world is well controlled by demons in their crowns
What one said millions repeated in villages and towns
The magic passes through the ages and governs by the gems
The gems belong to chosen ones due to geometry of chance

The pentagrams well cover the entire states
But people only think of the discounts and rebates
“Consume me now, buy the luck, keep up”
Earn money, spend, spend more and never this give up

Oh, if I could just change the situation I informed!
I would invent the spell all gold to liquid to transform
And all the geometry they built through ages us to rule
I would destroy in seconds, all would put to null

The gems are kept in frames and they are made from gold
If gold is liquid then geometry will fall
And all the unions, deals, agreements need to be renewed
It is impossible without wars between the holders of the gems, my view

To see how chosen one eats chosen one is good
The less of them are here, the better for the crowd
In end all will come back despite the act I took
But spell will be kept safe, kept safe in book