Look at me now, come and see what I see
Look at your life ravaged by ideals

Who are you to tell that I am wrong?
Who are you to tell that I am wrong?
I really doubt that you are so wise
I really doubt that you are so wise

This time I will bow down to whoever I chose
Your plague will yield no salvation for you
I dream that you will find our paths converging

His love is the absolute way
How vain we have become

Through the blood of Jesus Christ

There is blood on our hands
What have we become? (What have we become)
This is not who we are

Stained with guilt and blame

Now we are praying for a restoration
Now we are praying for a restoration