False Faith

Oh weary one, weary one
How long can you stand?
While listening to complaints,
from classes of man?
The apologetic smiles, when one makes his mistakes;
And when caught in trouble, you must run to his aid.

In your glory, Our glory,
We're your creation.
Sent here to work,
Against eternal damnation;
But still we will sin, write our own sorrows
and pray today, that you'll forgive us tomorrow.
To all that is good, All that is great
-On behalf of the world, I give you My thanks.