The Bank of souls.

There upon the seven hills surrounded by an army.
The stones,pebbles,worth more than gold to the bammy!
Some would even flog the dirt and the water was soon a hit!
Burning candles to ogle skirts painted on walls some call shit!
Met by a welcoming offer!the price to get in certain quarters!
I payed with contempt,as it was all i had spent!
and swaggered right up the front and says to the cunt!
What way is this to gain souls?charging all these fools?
I got threw out on my own!and warned to stay cool!
Not satified i stood and cried"i want my money back,Fly guy!
Bang!my lights went out!i woke up in a smelly coup!
What the name o whatever happened to be abused and battered?
Paying to pray is the ultimate sin and only a fool believes in.
So as for relics?ive my own from rome.and its not a trick!
he might be on the throne!I now get a weekly giro on the sick!