Currency flows
Through electric streets
Feeding the avenues
Opportunity
Visionaries, plans
Perched aloft
The mechanized unity
Look down
Toward 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 knight
And bury the free
Minds with light
Forty-Second Street
Whore of gains
This golden valve is our eternal tomb
Imperator Caduceus Aeternum
