Ancient black and silent fire  Within your hearts creates desire  To covet far beyond your need  The embers of eternal Greed  Destroy the Earth and cloud the sky  Fill your chests with other's lives  A Midas curse - A deadly shroud  And "all for what?" I ask you now  Armies fill Towers of Greed  Ultimate drones of deceit  Selling you won hopes and dreams  For nothing is nothing it seems  Chorus:  Godsend  The Crimson wind  You'll die with nothing  In the end ...  There is only pain within  There is only pain for sin  Still trapped inside the hourglass  Toil and break our backs 'till death  Chained to our dying breath  Behind the mask of loneliness  Forever burning golden pyre  Weeping tears of crimson flame  For ashes that shall bear your name  So I ask you once again  Why must you forever exchange  The peace that gold can buy  For the vanity that it may?