Death of trust and assurance
The demise of what you believed in
What you put your hope in
Store up not treasures here on earth
There are none redeemable
The valley is merciless
Its walls impending doom
Rising far above what we can possibly handle
There seemingly is no way out
No way out from the torment we create in our own minds
Duplicity rules the day
No one is what they seem
Trust not, care not
How can you profess to love God and not care?
The shackles we are straining against
Are often of our own creation
