In Selfishness I am the king of abandon
While your still standing on the horizon
Waiting with patience for my return,
Tears soak your robe for the lessons I must learn
Take the money and run, Take the money and run

Blindness from the warmth of the dawn,
Brittle bone are crushed to dust
Suffocated and lulled to sleep
With loneliness I'm left to weep
They took it all as I gave it away
Living inside their mistakes
I'd Rather be a slave in your house,
No longer fit to be called your son

Bedridden with sickness,
Confined in worlds of weakness
Immobilized by disease,
Withered from starving with nothing to eat
Depression the rope I'm hanging,
Torn out insides, wounds still bleeding
Tumors burst fourth from within,
I'm the leper with burning skin

As the world tears my flesh away,
Strength has failed me (WEAK AND DYING)
False sense of security,
They all turned against me (CURSED ARE THESE DAYS)
Drank my fill of insurrection,
Scour the land from my distractions (DEBAUCHERY)
Blindfolds and nothing more,
Plagues and famines were my reward

Father how can you love the disobedient son who turned his face from you
All his possessions were squandered away, while I was here working like a slave
I never left your side, the warmth of your embrace
How can you forget my diligence? And your heart I will always chase

Son I'll never forget your loyalty, everything I have is yours,
But your brother has returned from the dead
Say goodbye to jealousy's hatred (x2)

Forgiven son rest here with me now and forever