Album: To Those Perishing (2011)

Nothing To Hide

Perfect, I can?t quite seem to add up to Your means of being holy. Do you still see me when I curse, backbite, try to run and hide? Say I?m something that I?m not, fooling everyone. Hypocrite, take it in, you?re dead before My eyes. Perfect, you faker, I see who you are, you cannot hide.

Is there no sympathy? My lips are quick to speak. In selfishness I do what I want until the end. Blinded, my way I can?t see, my way is right to me, in the end, my way is death.

My way wretched, my way misled, taste the poison I am spoonfed.

I need Your sympathy, my wretched self deserves nothing. Teach me Your ways, be my everything, You will see the death of me. My way is not what I want, body shaking, sick to the core. A hypocrite deserving of death, do you see how wretched I am?

Are you like me? Are you filthy? Sin in the blood? Guilty like the rest of us? Selfish we are looking out for one, if I say I?m blameless I?m deceiving myself. I am wretched, I am misled, I need Your grace, will You take this from me?