Dennis Thompson - Gold lyrics

See them worry See them striving Trains rolling towards a new horizon Hearts driven by a fever for pure gold Gold Gold Gold God whispers [?] to their souls To confusion and the Illusion That good life can be bought or sold Yeah Yeah Yeah The pawn's loose [?] [?] [?] agony [?] when you gain to the final hour Pretend their life is anarchy [?] Bring them [?] sanity Smash this unity for greater power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power Power