Avaritia - Year Of The Goat

Down through the circles of Hell

You’ll see the ones you’ve saved

In gold they melt away

Now forsaken

Hide your face and let them perish

You better run, better run now

Hiding from yourself

You better run, better run now

While you think you can

To this very hour, all wealth

Stolen in your name

Watch them rot away

While you’re falling

Nothing anywhere can save you

You better run, better run now

Hiding from yourself

You better run, better run now

While you think you can

You had wings

Bright shining wings

But they’re blackened now

A golden crown

Now turned to ash

By your enemy

You better run, better run now

Hiding from yourself

You better run, better run now

While you think you can

You had wings

Bright shining wings

But they’re blackened now

A golden crown

Now turned to ash

By your enemy