Rancorum - The Shining Lyrics

You, you're chasing phantasms of gory wealth
You, you're hunting blind
You, you're running a race of hungry rats
You, you're the reason behind

More, much more!

Another pair of hands to feed your glaring conceit
Another day is gone, you are so close to be complete

Feasting of the eyes is advertised with charm
That you'll find the peace if you'll have enough

Find misery and agony!

The more that you can get
The tragic is playing the russian roulette
The accomplished you will think you are
It only got you poor so far...

Obsession of possession!

So there you are your future' slaughter
For a thwarted present, in debts and mortal
Cause you don't want the means to see
The nature of sore reality

When you spend your fleeting life
With unfulfilled and needless desires
Deep-seated angst will grow voracious
With dread, you gonna fill your precious...

Obsession of possession!
Salvation through possession!

You are enslaved by the delusion of shining
You are trading the last breath
You, you've forgot the sand of the hourglass
You, you're frightened of death

Another pair of hands to feed your glaring conceit
Another day is gone, you are so close to be complete

Feasting of the eyes is advertised with charm
That you'll find the peace if you'll have enough

Misery! and Agony!

But shining, The Shining!