Merkurius Gilded

Currency flows through electric streets Feeding the avenues opportunity Visionaries plans Perched aloft the mechanized unity Look down towards Pershing Square Time is told with golden arms Blue knights on pale horses Directing the river, the river of souls Liquidity is the aim Propaganda preserved in scrolls Equity of flesh reserves Heads down, march to the underworld Merkurius Gilded Beneficial is he to himself Merkurius Gilded Man is the artist of his fortune Apex of commerce Electric current itself Times change, agenda remains Shaping the river's future by knight And bury the free minds with light Forty Second Street, whore of gains This golden valve is our eternal tomb Imperator Caduceus Aeternum