Wisdom Incarnates godlikeness Your folly shows us all your weakness Sorry I don’t mind if you’re scared I’m sorry If you through i’m good God Freedom is not what you deserve Your sins, friend All you’ve got and have now. Your crown Not made of gold, but tears You are the brat You should listen and be silent
Despair and feebleness God have dropped you alone Greed and arrogance Are not your only sins We can not forgive We granted you godhood But you trespassed So now you should repent Maybe you was good People love sinners like you They think you are so sweet Like devil with blue eyes But under your beauty hides the awful one It devours you inside And leave you burning wounds
Wisdom Incarnates godlikeness Your folly shows us all your weakness Sorry I don’t mind if you’re scared I’m sorry If you through i’m good God