Dig your claws into the Earth - Struggle to obtain Holding on for all you're worth, To what death will strip away [Chorus] Your wealth, your pride - Dissolved, in time Reduced, to dust - Your worthless treasures rust A Camel through the needle's eye For greed express no shame You own no wealth that will provide Salvation from Hell's flames [Chorus] Constructing towers in the mud, Your labor is in vain Although it seems progress is made, The outcome is the same [Chorus]