Anarchion

There's gold at the bottom of the world they say, Gold at the bottom of the world. Reach out across the street, my hand. Rags from riches, you run. Don't stand. Leave me like I left you…and Build yourself a lifetime beggar. Set your sights upon a crown. Sit upon your pedestal. Better aim. You shoot to kill. Shame the past just don't stay still. Beggar,  beggar tip yourself And buy yourself a crown. There's gold at the bottom of your cup my friend. But don't drink too fast, lest you burn your tongue. There's gold at the bottom of the world they say. But don't dig too deep, don't dig too far. Don't topple your own crown.