jrepp
Oct 1st 2008, 01:37 PM
Gone are the days of my innocent youth
When people stood up and told the truth
Now people lie, cheat, and steal
Doing what they please, whatever they feel
Our society is full of sick and diseased creatures
Man is no longer an image of God, but made with distorted features
Sin has made man a fearsome, wicked being
There is no fear of God, nor of anything
Just look at the world we live in today
Wall streets greed is just one of the signs of moral decay
We have casinos everywhere you go
Taking advantage of people, who don’t have the money to blow
Kids now sit in front of the TV
Playing video games where they kill everything they see
While Mom is off after her career
And a Dad is sometimes an option I fear
Wicken is being followed by their older sister or brother
And nobody cares, “It’s just a phase” says their mother
These days are numbered and going by faster and faster
Soon we will see the return of our Lord and master
This cesspool we call life in which we live
Has only one ending, hell is the gift it will give
As I read my bible, people snicker, point, and nod
Seems they find it funny that I believe in God
But funny to me is their plight
For it matters not if I am wrong, but what if I am right
When people stood up and told the truth
Now people lie, cheat, and steal
Doing what they please, whatever they feel
Our society is full of sick and diseased creatures
Man is no longer an image of God, but made with distorted features
Sin has made man a fearsome, wicked being
There is no fear of God, nor of anything
Just look at the world we live in today
Wall streets greed is just one of the signs of moral decay
We have casinos everywhere you go
Taking advantage of people, who don’t have the money to blow
Kids now sit in front of the TV
Playing video games where they kill everything they see
While Mom is off after her career
And a Dad is sometimes an option I fear
Wicken is being followed by their older sister or brother
And nobody cares, “It’s just a phase” says their mother
These days are numbered and going by faster and faster
Soon we will see the return of our Lord and master
This cesspool we call life in which we live
Has only one ending, hell is the gift it will give
As I read my bible, people snicker, point, and nod
Seems they find it funny that I believe in God
But funny to me is their plight
For it matters not if I am wrong, but what if I am right
