Soulless Men I Know
Erupting clouds of silver tears
They fill my eyes once more
Soulless men in pinstripe suites
Walk in single file
Weeping follows rains do fall
Pain and suffering in their wake
Ruled by money greed and lust
Soulless men I know
Their tongues do move but never speak
Empty heartless shells
Words of pride and selfishness
Woe to shallow flesh
Lost in dreams of power and fame
They walk in measured tread
Beware the voice corrupting them
It steals the heart away
Living shadows - wisps of air
I see them everywhere
Walking down the streets today
Soulless men I know
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