Stealers

The author does the writing, the god is still smiting
Still fighting 'gainst the right wry smiles warm with inviting lighting
They don't come round just to read the books and have a look
They wanna grab the page, run away as fast as lightning
Don't expect them to come back soon
The stealers steal, not give back, that's just not what they do
Unless they're coming back for your life, they won't come back at all
But it's all the same when you're a fool

It's time for them to come again, but this time with different things in their minds
Not some meek measures or meek times
All about the big treasures and the hard crimes
But the wry smiles faded it's a trick on their minds
With caution they look behind
Making sure nobody can see what they find
But it's too late for you, too much shit on your mind
You've gotta face the firing squad, no more walking the line



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