Hold close your treasures.nThe very measure of your value here.nWithin these shining walls.nNow raise them higher.nThey'll last forever if you're careful now.nIf you lock them all, lock them all down.nnWrapped in your precious cloaknSpun from gold.nUseless you're reaching back dead and cold.nnThis weight you’ve trusted.nPolished and sacred has you safe, secure.nYou lie in soothing sleep.nOne flash it's happeningnA last desperate moment.nNow the weight falls free.nBut have you sunk to deep... to breathe?nnYour chest is tight, held in death's embrace.nAs your eyes lift up, can you see you’re escape?nOne flash fleeting glance, at the shine below.nOne last freedom chance,nsurrendered to the cold.nThis useless gold