It got the power
To make you believe in its promises
Knows your desires
Don't let it fool you with its prophecies
You can't deny it
You got a craving for gold and you know it
It feeds on those kind of things
And it's about to use it
Then it could come in your dreams
If you let it it will drink your soul
And when you know it's for real
It will be too late for you to go
It won't allow you
To flee or to take a second to breath out
And as you're choking
You won't be able to scream or to shout
Then it could come in your dreams
If you let it it will drink your soul
And when you know it's for real
It will be too late for you to go
