Behold, I was brought forth in sin. And in sin my mother conceived me.
False self - straight jacket –
Tape over the mouth – braces on legs –breaking out like
Forest Gump – RUN CHRISTIAN RUN!
My real self born alive and immediately
Became my false self and died
But my mask lives on in a society blind
That conspires through layers of deceit
That we never find
The image of god that was meant for mankind
Each mask contagious like leaven in bread
To make sure there is no birth that we all remain dead
Our graves are sealed with
Prideful looks and deceitful grins
And
Bulletproof narratives that keeps God from coming in
And we are destined to live this out to the end
Unless we humble ourselves
And be born again