The Devil Wears Prada

Condemned
My regret is not writing more for You, Lord
As this ocean comes to be deeper
Our vessel becomes less stable
Look to the sky
Encourage the elements of God
Rather than the jars that contain them
If only the ingredients of man were of such elements
If only, if only
With great horror, I admit that we
All live off the lust and misfortune of others
All live off the lust and misfortune of others