Another Me “In Lack’ech” Epica

If you search for enrichment
And injure others
Earning more than you can spend
You'll pass the borders

When you think you've succeeded
But something's missing
Means you have been defeated
By greed, your weakness

This fantasy is not enough for me
I want it, I'll take it away from you
Your misery that softly incites me
All I do is using, abusing you

Life is often miserable
In the search for happiness
The power so desirable
They bring so much distress

Life is often pitiful
In the search for blessedness
If we weren't so insatiable
There would be much more than less

When you think you've succeeded
But something's missing
Means you have been defeated
By greed, your weakness