Now when your life is Complete, Is this all what you’ve Managed To become?
Prosperity on the surface Stark terror inside. Paltry men are searching for fraudulent gain
Without remorse. All you say to justify yourself is only mere words The general effect is Eerie silence
But I am not the one to judge you My bitter censure’s forever gone I know that God will always love you And permeate your callous heart with infinite mercy