This blood ruins in dark red,
and you can't talk your way out of this one.
They're stuck with that permanent reaction on there faces.
Why not just give up your confessions?
How about you do a little justice?
The riches need not to speak to us,
and we should stop feeding their success.
They will walk with there billions,
but when they die they will lose all of it.
They can have all of their greed,
and they shouldn't be something we believe in.
They hide there sorrows inside of their smiles.
It's only a matter of time before the green cuts their hearts,
completely clean and bleeds the truth out into the open.
Do you know what it feels to have the light of love live inside you,
or are you drowning in your sin and darkness?
Your money can buy you that pride that sticks in you like a dirty knife,
but your everlasting hunger for shiny gifts will grow inside you like a cancer.
So you can be at the end of your rope,
but you can't buy your way out of this one.
So your stuck in the mud,
don't be waving around your name.
Because God has a better one,
and he knows your ugly ways.
And you can't fight your way out of this one.
Your digging yourself so deep,
and you have nobody except your greed.
So maybe you'll finally open up your eyes,
and see what money can't buy.
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