Master of Illusions

It’s the master of illusions
The holder of false dreams
With its great library of mirages
It offers a life of peace – so it seems
Soon it becomes an obsession
The only answer you see
Believing that it holds the power
And has the ability to set you free
So you search for its glitter
Slowly adding to your hoard
Forgetting that peace only comes
From the Great Master, our Lord
Life has become a great fight
Worrying over everything you do
For money – the master of illusions –
Has made a prisoner of you