I can see your intentions just by the way you look A desperate cry for attention, needs never unhooked
Your feelings taking full control A being destined to fall prey to Pure greed, withdraws our human sense Blinded from what was to comfort
Spiritual growth is just a notion Oblivious to the true threat Insubordinate to all who pray For a better, trivial life
You want to be known as the one who started it all But you know what you really are, just a mere pretender Just a game of fear
Unfaithful promises to the one who grants you what you want You cannot find peace unless you end the archaic stupor
Death behind every corner, greed is what it brought Your life lived to all its worth, in hell now you shall rot
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