Come you masters of war: You who build the big guns, you who build the best planes, you who build all the bombs. You would hide behind walls, you would hide behind desks -- I just want you to knowI can see through your masks...
You play with my world like its your little toy, you put a gun to my head and you hide from my eyes and you turn and run farther when truth flies through the night.
Like Judas of old, you lie and deceive, you want me to believe, but I see through your lies and I see through your brain like I see through the water that runs down my drain. You ain't worth the blood that runs through your veins.
Even Jesus would never forgive you for the things that you do.
All the money you save will never buy back your soul.
H/t to Bob Dylan.
Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins (1 Peter 4:8).