I cannot be other, than what I am, until the man who made me dies, power and glory will fall to me finally, Only when he last closes his eyes. What am I?
For now I must stay under the man who made me, but when he dies I'll be as powerful as he. They will watch and listen to what I say, then some of their money to me they'll pay.
Who am I?
Who am I, that hides inside the man and leaves him when he dies, I go up or down depending on how he lived his life, who am I?
