Feathers of Greed

The fear of man drives you,
and the doubt consumes you.
Your feathers are falling out one by one.
Your loosing your grace in the sky. Your falling
towards the ground. I can't always be there to keep you up.

Your doubting yourself and your
making everyone else fear you.
Is this what you wanted, is greed
going to consume you?
I would rather the doubt rule you
then greed. When I gave you wings
I thought you would use them for good.
Now I see the error of my ways, and must
take them back if you don't control them.

Your Loosing your Wings

One wing is good and the other
is bad which one will you let fall out?
Your love for money is bad and your love
for grace is good. If you jump off a
building can you tell me you will stay up?
Your falling down again, should I catch you again?
I can't and won't let you fall.

Well, I saved you once again
and neither of your wings have come off.
You would have surprised me by getting rid
of your doubt if you hadn't cured it with greed.
Your buying everything in sight and you won't
give up. Why won't you give up? Your going
to fall sooner or later. I've been saving you for
years now and maybe it was a mistake.

I hate your ways and I hate your greed.
I hate you and your wings. Your greater then I,
I would be jelous if your soul wasn't gone and your
heart wasn't full of darkness
only your mind is left. I wish I hadn't given you those
wings maybe I should take them back.