Can anybody tell me what is Right with this world?
Even those in church refuse to budge or curse
The evil that is inside - man, woman, boy, girl

I for one, attest
That sin is at my breast
As I abandon my shame to a wicked, nasty tongue

Still I would never judge
Should plagues beckon at my door
While windows open - close no more

I've never gossipped in such a way
That threatens to destroy all a person's trust
Seemingly in righteousness, your barb has now been ******

Onto the canvas that was my soul
Now shattered, as if it never mattered
In twisted torment, in the name of your holy robe.