Andrew

For lust is greed, and greed is contempt

For what i believe, there no soul 

I wonder about my sins

To gander upon them is no thought within

I cant stop, I cant believe

For what is inside is killing me

I want to believe, but there is no soul

I succum to greed and ill ways

To which i believe life will give me a better way

I see it, want it, have it

I need it but there is no soul.

Keep me in check, keep me in vine

What am I to do to follow the great line ?

Desparitey often fikels me down.

Be to save it I must save it for sin

For saving, even now,

But then, there is no soul 

I cant win anymore

I am one to ignore

The one soul