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You have done nothingAnd You're becoming nothing in my lifeI'm pushing You out, I'm getting rid of my faithBecause I want no part of this nameBecause I don't want to be a part of this shame that we have createdI'm becoming a bastard, a fatherless sonMy attempts to bring you back to the righteous coreIsn't working anymore."What were you thinking giving up on him?" They would ask me.It's because it feels like He is never with me...That monster.As I sit back and watch the world take you over with greed and powerAll I can think to myself is poor God.Poor God, I've given up on him.Poor God, for his name is being used for malice and violenceI'm going to try to pour God back in my lifeAnd I'll fight, and I'll fight, and not hide.But will it be worth it? Or will I still hear nothing?Come on, you monster. Give me something.I am waiting. I'm only waiting... From Letras Mania