Are those who haven't a golden soul That would like to own all the wealth of the world And if possible lots more This is a lack of purity There's no virtue inside them And never it will be there The only things they wish are power and money They're not interested how to gain them
Like Mida they want that everything Becomes golden with a touch That all their actions become Everyday more and more profitable But open your donkey's ears And listen what I'm saying Your end is near And there's nothing You can do
They think their secret is safe But there's someone who knows the truth And even if they try to silence him There will be always a way to spread The truth because it is like a seed Once planted it will grow And the wind that will blow among its leafs Will spread over the world the germs of the rebirth
Like Mida they want that everything Becomes golden with a touch That all their actions become Everyday more and more profitable But open your donkey's ears And listen what I'm saying Your end is near And there's nothing You can doTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
