Chameleons of the Paper Chase

Gold scattered on the temple steps its metamorphosis of wealth disdained in greed a saviors poverty coins for a foreclosure of faith dirt to wash clean the hands of the godless Each inferior tier of society upon the holy ground pay their due obligation to a crown of jewels but wear a cross of thorns Knotted whip beat the scoundrels from their spiritual tariff for the flip of a coin bartered such a messiahs scourge raised to anger against the thieves of the word And golden lay strewn on the tabernacle floors but to iron nailed their flesh to wood a torture to flush the filth from out the fathers house By the sinners debt to poverty stricken and in open mouth by vile poison are fed for such evil to conceive and in such evil tread the money changers purchase on the gates of heaven To the Mornings Star bidden these chameleons of the paper chase welcome the plutocratic suffocation to deny all in abundance the love of God