Compass: Assemblage 23: Greed
A grip on you like an addiction
A selfish need for something more
Who it hurts is inconsequential
When you get what you’re looking for
Avarice, the muse that guides you
You are the sum of what you gain
But it won’t buy your soul redemption
The kind of wealth you can’t obtain
The pigs are at the trough
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