"Avarice of Adam"

We mere mortals,

Are but temporal beings.

Drowned by the wine of luxuries

That life has to offer.

That being said, still suffices not

(Countless, numerous sins ongoing

Creating, still dreaming

Of robots never-ending)

The forgotten warmth near the fireplace

And those which are eternal

Just to be swept away

By the broomstick of the witch,

Just to be blinded by the lust of ambition