Keep Them Quiet
Verse 1
Whispers in the steeple, silence in the street
They call it murder—but stay in their seats
The shepherd’s got a sermon, polished and clean
But outside the door? Ain’t nobody seen
Verse 2
They wear the name but not the yoke
Sing their hymns, then laugh and joke
They post the verse, but dodge the fight
We praise their fear—it keeps them right
Chorus
Keep them quiet, keep them tame
Kill their conscience, shift the blame
Let 'em feel just brave enough
To never do a thing but bluff
Keep them praying, never bold
Numb their hearts and feed their souls
We count on fear disguised as piety
Our greatest tool is their propriety
Verse 3
The patient’s got that fire in his chest
But all it takes is a Sunday rest
Give him comfort, likes, and doubt
He’ll settle down or burn out
Bridge
Don’t waste a scream, just give ‘em praise
Make ‘em think they’ve found His ways
Let truth be known but not be lived
Let them sing—and never give
Chorus
Keep them quiet, keep them tame
Kill their conscience, shift the blame
Let 'em feel just brave enough
To never do a thing but bluff
Keep them praying, never bold
Numb their hearts and feed their souls
We count on fear disguised as piety
Our greatest tool is their propriety
Outro
And if one wakes, we’ll reassess
Assign another—nothing less
But most just fold before the war
A crown of thorns they won’t die for