In the darkness of night, I'm a king with no crown,
A knight with no sword, no way of cutting life down.
The words they create, cut like knives to the soul
Media fed by derision to fill up your bowl
Spread lies and more hatred on sharpened tongues
To drive home divisions, where no one belongs.

We live by their rules, and follow like sheep,
Heed the words of the wise, before your long sleep.
We live for new items, cars, houses, and gold,
Craving riches and gadgets before they're too old.
The true value of money is worthless and cheap,
So look for real values, in what you will keep
And stay the right path, don't let them all decide.
Your heart know the answers it's on the  inside

Teach morals and wisdom, to the child of your eyes,
They're the next generation, before the world dies.
The value of money is in only what we place,
So take a look at the world and leave this rat's race.