The Pattern

We know whats right and wrong
But the counsel we confuse
Speed the wisdom far far away
This is the defense Christendom advocates
Spared all objections for hell's sake

Say we're Christians
With dual life patterns
They watch for the slip our fall
We are faithful to this existence

A world defined by neither black nor white
We want nothing to be dark
And nothing to be pure
Desiring every shade of gray

Christians with dual life patterns
Left unchallenged to hypocrisy's dismay
Their hope is the counsel of wisdom
Will eventually just up and walk away
Leaving them comfortable for hell's sake

Say we're Christians
With dual life patterns
They watch for the slip our fall
We are faithful to this existence

A world defined by relativism
100% perfection not attainable
So give up the course before its too late
God will understand as he spits you out
On the last of the living rebirth dying day

Say we're Christians
With wicked life patterns
They watch for the slip our chosen fall
We are faithful to this existence
The perpetual pattern of nothing
Of no morality wisdom or counsel
This is all for hell in heaven's sake