Mammonism

Close your eyes
And take a look
At what is yours
And what is not
In the final stages
What do you think
All your possession
Is not worth a rush
Below the line
There’s nothing left
Without your chips
You’re nothing mind
You’re paying for love
You’re paying for fun
In your prepaid life
You’re dying alone
You’re only a name
On a filled out check
Your life don’t exist
You’re daying alone
Open your eyes
Take a look at who you are
Subtract your chattle
Reconceive what remains
Caged by your greed
In golden chains
No one will release you
From your gleamy jail