Mischief Brew - The Ballad Of The Cloth

I am a simple man
I have seen kingdoms span
I have seen empires rise and fall
And turned my diamonds all into sands
I scorned the body, the flesh, the bloody
And tossed my money all down the drain
I thought I'd feel so much lighter than air
When I abolished my earthly chains
But something more is calling me
And I think my eyes can see it
I think my hands can touch it
So asking you, Lord above
As you piled the plates up
You gave them bread, you gave them water
Then you told them what they could and they couldn't touch
I scorned desire
But now the fire is growing higher into the sky
So I refuse to simply lock myself away
And let this heaven on earth pass by
There's no glory in greed and want
But there's none in poverty either
Like they give you salvation, damnation
I'll take neither

I once said it's not about riches or rags
And now I do remember
That these puddles of wax won't give me candles back
And won't keep you warm in December
So let's storm the castle
Declare the kindgom rich
And do away with slaves and masters
No longer do we want the sleep of eternity
To come around faster