Propheteering - Adestria

You fed them your lies and you stole all their earnings away

You made a market for those that want to be saved

What you’re doing isn’t something new

Religion is an ancient form of revenue

Your pockets fill as you betray their trust

Your gaudy cross encased in rust

The needy starve while you take your fill

Eyes to the sky with your hand in the till

You spread the plague while you sell the cure

A modern day zealot entrepreneur

You take advantage of those who seek the help

By selling pardons from hell

Your scripture says give up what you own

But yet you preach from a golden throne

Without sin, they’d have no reason to buy into belief turned enterprise

Belief turned enterprise (enterprise)

You lie

You steal

You’ll be dragged down by your greed

You’re nothing more than a pious thief

You’ll never admit

You only bow

You only bow to the gilded profit

You spread the plague while you sell the cure

A modern day zealot entrepreneur

You take advantage of those who seek the help

By selling pardons from hell

Your scripture says give up what you own

But yet you preach from a golden throne

Without sin, they’d have no reason to buy into belief turned enterprise

You hoard every dollar you find

But if you practiced what you preached you’d leave it all behind

You can’t pull your riches through a needles eye

You can’t save us from a falling sky

You spread the plague while you sell the cure

A modern day zealot entrepreneur

You take advantage of those who seek the help

By selling pardons from hell

Your scripture says give up what you own

But yet you preach from a golden throne

Without sin, they’d have no reason to buy into belief turned enterprise