If your yoke is easy and your burden light,
why the big buidlings that light up the night?
Did they come from MONEY?
from the blood/sweat of saints?
Into yours or god's pockets?
Your souls it taints!
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At no eatra charge I threw in an image of god's chapel, and his temple is YOU!