This is a song about "Cynicalmoonshadow"

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Dun giving a shit, beating the crap outta males in a fighter pit.