The victim wants the biggest castle
And the most stuff
And when it’s not in his grasp
He will be injured indefinitely

The victim will envy you
Even in your modest cottage
With minimal stuff
He will spin false tales

The victim claims God is
Playing with a voodoo doll
Pinning him against a prosperous life
He will suffer at his own hand

The victim wants his fifteen minutes
And when there is no more time
Left to save the dead
He will perish without sympathy