Monuments

All hail the shrine to the apex of self absorption
 All hail the shrine, you worshipers of corruption
 You're so impressed with yourself
 Self centered and unaware
 You bask in your own decline
 Your stench pollutes the air
 You're a monument to yourself
 And the monuments you've made to yourself
 Will one day come crashing to the ground.
 And the crowns you wear that you gave yourself
 So we would stare will one day fall around your neck
 As you draw your final breath
 You are your own demise
 Just look at what you've made us
 Greedy, bloated, shameless whores
 Integrity is sold so cheaply
 To feed the greedy and rob the poor
 All you kings will be made low
 You would not see but you were shown
 Crashing to the ground
 All hail the shrine
 All hail the shrine
 All hail the shrine
 To the apex of self absorption