Seven

Shake away your coscience
You're only a fallen man
You only want to descent
To the the crypt, the sin's den
Smell the scent of pleasure
That deceit gives to you
And by that stop to measure
What is or ins't true

Break free of your own soul
That has become useless
Make the money own you
The rest is a great mess
War becomes your method
To put away dissent
And then you invoke god
To make him bless your tent

Are only four the ways that
Lead you to heaven
Are many more the ways that
Can bring you to hell
Are only four the ways that
God named as sacred
Are many more the ways that
Devil called sin, he called sin

Fortitude you don't know
Even what, what it is
To wisdom you don't bow
It is only your grease
Faith is not in your mind
And nor temperance yet
Ashes are what you find
At the end of your bet

Are only four the ways that
Lead you to heaven
Are many more the ways that
Can bring you to hell
Are only four the ways that
God named as sacred
Are many more the ways that
Devil called sin, he called sin

Are only four the ways that
Lead you to heaven
Are many more the ways that
Can bring you to hell
Are only four the ways that
God named as sacred
Are many more the ways that
Devil has called sin, he called sin