Song: “To Be Pure”
Verse 1
Cain was angry, his face fell down,
A shadow spread across the ground.
When pride takes root, it won’t let go,
It stains the heart, and starts to show.
Verse 2
Murmurs rising, they fill the air,
Tales of unfairness everywhere.
No secret lasts, the words escape,
And leave behind a darker shape.
Verse 3
The mask is worn, the lie is dressed,
Truth gets hidden, put to the test.
Deception walks with a friendly face,
And drags the heart to a colder place.
Verse 4
Trials come, and they don’t relent,
Breaking the soul with each event.
The weight is heavy, the night endures,
And still the question—to be pure?
Chorus (Hook — final only)
Bitterness grows, it cuts like a blade,
Spreading its poison, it won’t fade.
Whispers in silence, nothing is sure,
This is the struggle—to be pure.
