Poison

I get apathetic, living like I'm an atheist,
Why don't I care about what's in store, instead living like a whore.
Why do I adulterize my life, against my God I sin, in spite
Of what I know is true, that actions paid, mean consequences due

Now, I can only trust in Him, to deliver me from Himself...
It's hard to imagine a God who loves, a God I call my Help.
He's given blood and spirit to ensure that I will live,
He's taken my adulteries upon His unblemished Head.