I have seen people
Laugh for what they're doing.
Killing, raping, kidnapping,
Getting drunk, stealing and smoking.

They pretend to be proud of,
But I know the truth.
That bold man inside of them.
They can't stand Him
When they are alone.

This is where this come,
The madness meeting,
Where they would gather
And make useless conversations,
Laughter and lot of gossip.

You would think they are about to solve;
 solve a problem, but none of them would.
The only thing they can do
Is to ignore their conscience
And live like there is no tomorrow.

I wonder who is there to help them?
They rejected their own Savior