The Snake The Cross The Crown - An Honest Misappropriation Of Funds lyrics

rate me

red and yellow through this dirty window pane

disturbing your sediments of classic form and thought

wrapped in purposeless veneers of worthless words

and countless years of thievery and hopes of blacker days

but we don't like this not quite one bit

no we don't, no sir

we just won't speak more softly

safely wanting what we're told to save and hope for

sleep, sweet sleep

please define our lives for us

so we can can sleep

so we can trust that they are righteous

because after all we are the promised land

we own the promised land