Avarice lyrics

Money lent to family

Consider it a gift

Lest its repayment

Separate the tribes

For many a debt

It keeps a short memory

And obligations erased

As sands pour forth

Few are those recalled

That keep close merits

Integrity and duty both

Have few true friends

The percieved dues

Vindicated views

That justify pilfery

Claiming compensation

None corrupts fully

Like mammon's voice

That dulls moral senses

Deemed deaf and dumb

Avarice has no master

No favourites to keep

Greed blinds reasoning

Duping indisciminately

There is no exchange

No rate for currency

That can reclaim again

All lost in its pursuit