For the bankers.

[randomness]

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand


Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
(2008)

Comments

[tavella.livejournal.com]

We only wish. More like they get billions in our money.