Of Ash and Gold…
The ouroboros serves as a metaphor for the merciless plundering of the planet in the name of capitalism. Those who hoard beyond comprehension while the masses eke out an existence. Imagery of the fallacy of “trickle down economics” — a dark song. (“Gold rains down on me.”)
A serpent swallows its tail of gold, A tale retold, never growing old. The worm devours what we have sown, Its coil, a kingdom — our hunger, a throne. The feast is theirs, the famine ours, Greed ascends on ivory towers. Gold rains down on me! Coins cascade from the hoarder's hand, The parasites feed and starve the land, Coins cascade from the hoarder's hand. Roots dry where the serpent coils, Riches gleaned from our toil. A cycle endless, a hunger vast — Our future devoured to preserve their past.



