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Have we such little faith as to fall from the truth?

Telling lies to pass the time

Have we fallen so far into the depths of war?

Have we fallen so far from God?



Who is thy Lord?  Who is thy Lord?

My lady I pray thee tell who is thy Lord?

Whose name do you trust and who's word?



Doth the glory lie with women and men?

Doth thy glory lie with thine own cunning?

The mind of the creature away from the creator

Creation hath creations of her own



Vanity, Vanity, all is Vanity

Destructive and reckless!  To what end?!

Ripping the foundation upon which thou doth stand



"My Child! MY CHILD!!" The savior doth cry

"My Child I am still here!  Inheritance is thine."

To the far country thou hast fled

Only muck all thy treasures shall be in time.