Chasing shadows in a golden hall
Building empires just to watch them fall
Counting coins while the soul goes dry
A velvet curtain pulled across the eye
The heavy weight of what we try to hold
Trading the spirit for the shine of gold

Illusion
The shimmer on the desert sand
Illusion
The water slipping through my hand
Illusion
Collecting ghosts and silver threads
Illusion
The hunger that is never fed