Days after day guys are abused;
they are victims of crime; their abusers gain.
It’s these criminals that gain, while the victims lose.
They feel financial pain—no dough remains.

Oh they have been fleeced; joy is not their role,
because they’ve been had by “religious” trolls that grift and “pray.”

These trolls are mavens of financial crimes.
They graft away cash…victims in pews.
The grifters fake biblical lines;
they are countin’ on you the wrong thing to do.

Oh they’re out to fleece; boisterous are these trolls
when far away they have stashed your bankroll; they grift and prey.

They are on a crime spree;
they practice venery so smoothly.
They’re on the hunt for you;
they’ll talk a streak that’s blue, so truth-free.

They’re deploying criminality;
they’re so good at it…been doing it so long…
hope to appeal to venality.
They’ll sing a hymn song—then fins are gone.

Oh they’re out to fleece; joyful are these trolls.
After they’ve played you for a graft role, they grift and prey.

When you have been fleeced, buoyed then are these trolls.
Seeking their next victim is the goal, to grift and prey.
Seeking their next victim is the goal, to grift and pray….