Avarice

Bloated leeches, sucking blood until you burst Feasting and gorging at the hemorrhage, never satiated Selfish squirming parasites, writhing in exaltation But when the beast falls, you care not But we can see you now For what you really are I will be no slave to your avarice I am no willing sheep, just to feed your greed I will be no slave to your avarice You are no master to me you fucking worm Think yourself one of the chosen Gods lucky few, deserving of anything you wish Your supposed open ended manifest destiny Will end abruptly, as history repeats