Now they're bound to vain
Material possessions and futile victory
What wealth? What success?
Pertaining to temporal satisfaction
If mostly trouble your heart
Exploit you away from the wellspring of peace
Until then you're disturbed and severed
Not perceiving the very same promising liberty
Spoken out of their mouth, only a masquerade
Took you in captivity, asking for an epiphany

There's a mighty hand stretching out His...