Man without God has no hope.
He lives in total despair.
  He serves no purpose on this earth.
He’s a parasite, who’s giving birth,
To more parasites who do not care.

The unrighteous holy man of God 
Sells his beliefs for a price.
He makes a living off other souls. 
Slick words off his tongue rolls,
While the moneychangers shake the dice.

Hypocrite, the devout, lying soul,
Deception is his game.
He pretends to love God in public,
 But in private life he’s a doublet,
And hopes you won’t remember his name.

The righteous man does everything
He can to live his life
In harmony, one with another,
And doesn’t try to hurt his brother, 
And glorifies God without strife.