Mammon

What was yours to give

Was also yours to sell

There's the haystack

Can you spin it into gold?

Halo on your head

A tail and cloven hoof

You set sail upon a sea of open wallet

And when you're played out

You'll coast for miles

Fueled by smiles

You run in circles

With industry professionals

You climb the ladder

That leads you to the temple gates

The evil god there will welcome you with open arms

What was yours to give

Was also yours to sell

But where's the haystack now?

And where's the pot of gold?