Trust: The creature lying dead
In the space between you and
Me: The one you now despise
So that's how it's going to be?
You don't see me?
You don't read me?
You don't need me?

No more
You don't fear me?
You don't hear me?
You don't want me?
No more
"Trust me," you said

Pride: The sin you hold above
My head while you're wishing me
Dead: The way I'd feel inside if I believed
You don't see me?
You don't read me?
You don't need me?
No more
You don't fear me?
You don't hear me?
You don't want me?
No more

Truth: The virtue you distort
While filling yourself full of
Hate
And anger you exude to those who oppose

You don't see me?
You don't read me?
You don't need me?
No more
You don't fear me?
You don't hear me?
You don't want me?
No more
No more