You stole from me,
What was not mine.
Why would I care?
I have no right.
Truth hid its head,
Had been replaced.
Look where I am,
Oh, filthy waste!
Oh! Grasping Greed,
Be gone, be gone!
Oh! Prideful me,
Be Gone, be gone!
Oh my jealous eye,
I let my pride rise,
Selfish soul when will you rest?
Selfish soul when will you rest?
This tree is strong,
Roots running deep.
Want to let go,
Can I be free?
Branches extend,
Far out from me.
Intruding life,
Please let me be.
Oh my jealous eye,
I let my pride rise,
Selfish soul when will you rest?
Selfish soul when will you rest?
a Blomsten song.
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