Of Priest And Pretenders (Intohimo)

Pretending, Oh pretending! I'm the king of pretending that I love being the king of me. Oh my hollow heart what is this all worth? What am I really worth? What am I? Because I've betrayed myself to many times, Selling myself to the things I want, Too cheap, And too fast. to the things that make me numb! It's pitiful I'm the slave of my eyes! This king that's me feels unfamiliar though I know it's bitter taste oh so well. Because I've betrayed myself to many times, Selling myself to the things I want Too cheap, And too fast. But God if you say that we're all your beloved, loved through our sin and shame, then who am I to say you can't? That I'm not worthy when you died to set me free. Because I've betrayed myself to many times, Selling myself to the things I want, Too cheap, And too fast. And my only way out is to know my freedom is having you as my king.