Because your home is bitter and torn,
my greed will live inside.
Because your dreams are lost and worn,
my vanity will break your might.
Because your heart is not in place,
my hate will cast a curse.
Because your love is incomplete,
my needs will make it work.
Because your hymns are disintegrated,
my songs will charm your soul.
Because you’re incomplete,
I will slowly seize your all.