Your Memorial - Seasons lyrics

Come one come all this is the
Truth or so they say
The image is more important than
It's more important than the being
The truth is this message is a
Dissimulated depiction of what is reality

They have become a wounder
A wounder of the healers
Rather than a healer of the many wounded

Come one come all this is the
Truth not what they say
Without grace how can any of
Us make any progress
We all have sinned and fallen short
But, if we let that hold us back
We would be nothing at all
Personal responsibility has replaced
Personal response

This is the final straw you are dead to me
Your actions prove nothing
You are dead to us

There is a season for everything
What will you take from this what
Will you make of this
There is a season for everything
What will you take from this
What will you make