Enrichment Factor (Demo)

When you turned to be
The man of mystery
I thought what a peculiar scene
With tall grey hair and black laced boots
We were connected somehow by the roots
And he dug, and dug, and dug
Looking for his friends
And they sung, and sung, and sung
Singing tomorrows end
But he found, what he found, what he found
A stash of cash above his friends
His greed takes all over
It smoulders all over
And that is the tale of the man

We would sing of love and rhyme
Until the clock hits the time
And the kindle burns off the flame
But now it seems
You've burned the dreams
We've earned my pal
And now you start anew
Oh what am I to do
Oh great man of darkness
I could've understand
If you said it with sharpness
I could've grabbed your hand

Is it just me or tragedy
Turning around the bend
It's been a good one
I'll see you again my friend