Dust To Dust de Wolves At The Gate

What will you gain?
What will you earn?
What is your claim?
From dust we come and dust we return

If I loved wealth
I'd find the root of evil
If I lust for power
I'd lose my soul
If I sought fame
I'd be a thief
Of all your honor
Honor, glory and praise

Hollow and hopeless and cold
Is value in fame and in gold
The truest of treasures is to be found
Within his fold

O, how lost I would be if my faith unwound
And I lost the lord
O, how empty my soul would ever be found
If I gained the world

If you're seeking after treasures
Designed by human hands
You'll come and find to realize
Your soul it demands

If I loved wealth
I'd find the root of evil
If I lust for power
I'd lose my soul
If I sought fame
I'd be a thief
Of all your honor
Honor, glory and praise

What is your wealth?
What is your fame?
What is your goal?
If you gain the world but lose your soul?

O, how lost I would be if my faith unwound
And I lost the lord
O, how empty my soul would ever be found
If I gained the world

The joy in knowing
I'm blood bought by the king
My truest treasure
Is I'll know my king
Know my king!