Monkey was born in the land to be king of all he could see
Because he had eyes he soon realized his will was the way
Monkey was driven by thoughts and by fears and over the years
Monkey would rise to the top of the bill, all else he would kill
Into the void
Into the void
Money could turn a good man to his end and onto his knees
Raping the land and the conscience of man just like a disease
Money was made but flaws in the trade would turn us to slaves
Money to take and spirit to break the fools and the brave
Into the void
Into the void
Into the void we turn
Into the void
Many would fall but challenging all, their souls thay had saved
Others would cleave to gear and to blade, a choice that was made
Money to sell, to poison the well, the usual fee
Nothing was learned through fire and ruin, so monkey was thrown
Into the void
Into the void
Into the void we turn
Into the void