Merchant Lord

From an urchin on the street
A slave to poverty
Risen from the gutter's maw
The branding of a sword
I've made my mark
I am your merchant lord

My vision is absolute
Wipe clean and start anew
Paradise for the chosen few
I own your very fate
I am your master now
I am your merchant lord

And when it's over
When it's complete
Returning from
Centuries sleep
I'll have won
I am your merchant lord