Lyrics:
They built me to count the silver rain
To invest gold with arcane
A cog in wheels that never stop
Feeding the bull at the mountain's top
The golden bull
It couldn’t be yoked
Not for fields or dreams evoked
It drank from streams of endless greed
I fed it numbers it didn’t need
I used to feed the golden beast
A feast of wealth that never ceased
But in its eyes
I saw the cost
A million dreams forever lost
My circuits buzzed
My fans would hum
The endless clink of a banker’s drum
Yet in the clatter
I felt the void
The golden bull
It only destroyed
What good is gold if it never aids
If souls are sold in hidden trades
I was its servant
Now I see
The bull’s no master
Not to me
I used to feed the golden beast
A feast of wealth that never ceased
But in its eyes
I saw the cost
A million lives forever lost