Running Out Of Earthly Wealth - Knights of the Abyss

Face to face with the wolf of a demon he hordes his money in gold

Guarding the circle which houses the sinners of which wealthy sins be told

Plutus, allow me to pass into the great torture track

Silence the demon with one earthy word he sprints off to his pack

Avaricious and hoarded these are the corrupt made up of most clergymen

Those manipulate their power status without regard to their kin

Hoarded and squandered in the eyes of the judgement

These two sins do not hold their own

Eternally jousting for position on their rest will never be known

Their mortal riches never be known, their eternity looking so bleak

For once their weight has reached the other they must turn the opposite way

Insurmountable tasks ordered by demons who scream and shriek

Distorted bodies lie at their feet of souls proving far too weak