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
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