Crooks

Guarded in silence, growing in darkness Fermented by your constricted guidance Unwanted advice? Best check it twice Control your converted, you think for them all You sell religion for a profit But that won't make you a prophet You're gonna pay for what you took You're just a bunch of crooks Veiling the violence in name of alliance Neglect of the righteous breeds the defiant On the horizon to end your dominion Seek first your own and you might lose it all You're gonna pay for what you took You're just a bunch of crooks If they're not walking in the light Don't let them tell you wrong from right Their mortality they hide But you can see it through their lies You sell religion for a profit But that won't make you a prophet You're gonna pay for what you took You're just a bunch of crooks