Hypocrites

Weeping rose of Jeremiah
Drops of blood drip off your petals
Representing all our tears
In a ring of burning metal

Sorcerers and Satanists come
To define the what and why
People travel across this earth
Over water, land, and sky

How you wanna be, what you gonna say
It doesn’t bother me who you gonna pay

Pay the ferryman, pay the fucking driver
Pay the preachers and pay the fucking liars
Pay the bitches, they’re charging all their dates, stand by
I’m not gonna pay, it’s already mine

Weeping rose of Jeremiah
Purity unlike no other
Offers help to those who need it
Don’t forget care to the brother

Little old lady at home
Writing out a check to send
It’s all the money that she owns
She believes the world might end

How you wanna be, what you gonna say
It doesn’t bother me who you gonna pay

Pay the ferryman, pay the fucking driver
Pay the preachers and pay the fucking liars
Pay the bitches, they’re charging all their dates, stand by
I’m not gonna pay, it’s already mine