Out of Pocket

It’s been ignored now that I can choose
With two left feet I cant walk with righteous shoes
Just Ill-gotten gain
All the dues paid but not the Master
Put the signs back up as I’m flayed at the stake
Used up for whose gain? -Taking all I make, how can this be fair?-
Breath of life is priceless to a gear in the machine
Declined the birthright, balance has rejected me
No machine — Aint got what i need — Balances unequal now
The breath, it wont leave. Just lust for everything
Touching all that I can hold, it turns gold
Just Ill-gotten gain
Not one can claim a clean slate
With no questions asked… A final command