Pride and Greed, Wrath and Lust, Envy and Gluttony, Not to mention the Sloth. Running straight, who could stop? We're cherishing our blinders, The filth under the rug. We possess, we resell, To get the highest bid. Our pockets overflow. And that, for sure, we know it. Injustice, misery, Why should I pay attention? My reality rolls. Progenies, descendants, How could they? I don't know. They'll trust in destiny. It's all the way to see it. (Ease) We're sitting on the black fold Relying on grease (Immersed) We cross our fingers Until we can't breathe Eidolon Faked realm Atlantis Ready to sink