You preach to me father,
But your words are just whispers in the wind.

Salvation, repent, believe,
These are the words which hold no meaning.

You still preach in vain attempt,
I am the human soul, drowning in sickly sin.

Father, I don't think you understand,
I am content, for every soul is like mine, temptation and life to sweet to ignore.

Dear Father, forgive me for I have sinned,
I am human, and mistakes are all I make, none I regret.