Big business is evil, and greed is at the heart of our economic problems. Greed has no morals or ethics. Greed has no regard for others.
Greed feeds only the greedy and feeds on everything and everyone within grasping distance.
Greed is one of the seven deadly sins, along with lust, pride, gluttony, sloth, envy, and wrath.
Among the seven, greed is often considered one of the worst, if not the worst, mostly because greed can inspire many of the other sins.
The love of money is the root of all evil.
More wine. More beer. More junk food. More everything! Greed is a much more subtle vice than simply the desire to be rich.
If you give the key to your heart to greed, it will leave the door wide open to vanity, arrogance and all of the other vices.
Greed has the tendency to grow, to move around, to take a place in one’s life and heart.
And once it moves in, stimulating the desire to always accumulate more, the heart becomes corrupted, the mind and body becomes addicted.
In this cold place
Who will save me?
Who will take
The place of God tonight?
Oh, did I believe
Oh, really believe that
I could see light
That’s hopeless and clearer
Than dawn
I got no life
I got no hope
I got no will
I got nowhere to go
I lost my soul
I cut my skin
I’m so ashamed
At how it all began
I looked so hard
For a savior
But then
There’s nothing left to save
I would waste their time
I know I’ve wasted mine
‘Cause tonight
I’m hopeless
And clearer than dawn
I got no life
I got no hope
I got no will
I got nowhere to go
I lost my soul
I cut my skin
I see my life
At how it all begins
I got no life
I got no hope
You wanted more
I got no more to know
I couldn’t speak
I couldn’t stand
I’m so ashamed
At how it all began
But I am tired
I’m feeling like my skin just holds me wrong
And I’m tired
I’m tired of all I’ve done
And I’m tired of this prison without walls
And I’m tired
Of feeling alone and nothing more
And I’m tired of feeling like my skin just holds me wrong
And I’m tired
I’m tired of all I’ve done
And I’m tired of feeling like it’s all be going wrong