Strange how dark poses as light
When the blackness consumes our sight
We fear what we do not see
But not the vacancy in our own glee
Posessions corrupt the mind and soul
Distracting us from our heavenly goal
Our conscience is sold
By seeking for gold
Watch as the light and dark fold
And the world becomes cold
We search for currency as if it were a religion
And take others regardless of permission
This is no mere superstition
Just look at your own ambition
Vanity's insanity
Stand and see
Run and flee
Descend to your knees
And pray to be freed
Watch as the Master's whip
Causes you to stumble and trip
The Son of the Morning Star has gone too far
Degrading the human condition, our souls are tarred
Goodness is barred
Don't bother standing guard
This is not a tale of a bard
The striving for money will never be content
And the darkness inside you will never relent
We must break free from the chains of greed
And plant the seeds to destroy the weeds
Vanity's insanity
Stand and see
Run and flee
Descend to your knees
And pray to be freed
The fight for freedom will not be easy
In fact, your stomach may become queasy
Spiritual warfare is in the midst of your heart
So don't let the Devil add you to his cart
Vanity's insanity
Stand and see
Run and flee
Descend to your knees
And pray to be freed
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