Mammonism

Close your eyes
And take a look
At what is yours
And what is not
In the final stages what do you think?
All your possession is not worth a rush

Below the line
There's nothing left
Without your chips
You're nothing mind
You're paying for love
You're paying for fun
In your prepaid life
You're dying alone

You're only a name
On a filled out check
Your live don't exist
You're dying alone

Open your eyes
Take a look who you are
Substract your chattle
Reconceive what remains
Caged by your greed
In golden chains
Noone will release you
From your gleamy jail