The sin is past, I felt no blast
This God you claim, Who knows my name
Did not destroy, Nor pain employ
For thinks my mind, Is He not kind
Why should I fear, Or shed a tear
There are yet days, To mend my ways
Is wrath restrained, By worship I’ve feigned
I love him too, Just not like you
For I’m free to run, With the other one
Some day I’ll be true, And good things do
But now It’s cool, To play the fool
Why be obeying, My heart is for playing
So you just pray, This is my way