Dust to Dust
What will you gain?
What will you earn?
What is your claim?
From dust we come and dust we return
If I loved wealth, I'd find the root of evil
If I lust for power, I'd lose my soul
If I sought fame, I'd be a thief of all your honour, honour, glory and praise
Hollow and hopeless and cold, is value in fame and in gold
The truest of treasures is to be found within His fold
O how lost I would be if my faith unwound, and I lost the Lord
O how empty my soul would ever be found, if I gained the world
If you're seeking after treasures designed by human hands
You'll come and find to realize your soul it demands
If I loved wealth, I'd find the root of evil
If I lust for power, I'd lose my soul
If I sought fame, I'd be a thief of all your honour, honour, glory and praise
What is your wealth?
What is your fame?
What is your goal?
If you gain the world but lose your soul?
O how lost I would be if my faith unwound, and I lost the Lord
O how empty my soul would ever be found, if I gained the world
The joy in knowing I'm blood bought by the King
My truest treasure is I'll know my King
Know my King
Autor(es): Wolves at the Gate
