Like the smoke that ascents from consuming tires,
The murkiness in the spirits of men is thickening.
The spirits of men are available to be purchased
For the number of bits of gold and silver
Will you double-cross your sibling?
The upstanding appointed authorities have given their decisions:
They say that an elephant has seven legs
They say that the sun some of the time sparkles around evening time
The spirits of men are available to be purchased
For the number of bits of gold and silver
Will you sell your soul?
The chime of equity can never again track down its pendulum
Neither might the trees of truth at any point stand
Without adapting to the breeze of avarice
The spirits of men are available to be purchased
Would you sell your inner voice
Or on the other hand put it into the supply of truth and equity?
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