Деньги

Where the crows watch over the sky, life manifests into something unclean
Lurid scenes of the most obscene
He has risen from the blackest of waters
As he surfaces, he draws in his first breath
An incorrigible night creature, brings an awful plight
Since he faced his merciless death
This being of flesh and blood, is the spawn of something most foul
The pungency of his odor fills the midnight air
Swarming, he ingests all who made the mistake
He will leave them dead and rotting in his wake
They are all corrupted beyond belief
In god they trust, while still being misled
In god they trust, beyond belief