Oh! Backsliding son;
Oh! Backsliding daughter;
With friends and relatives watching your steps,
So hide your nakedness from the eyes of the public.
Oh! backsliding peoples of the world;
Like flat breasts of yesterday and,
Big breasts of today! !
But, tomorrow you will be on somebody's bed in the name of illegal lust.
The time of punishment!
To uncover your secret places of love;
Because, your mouths are now wide open.
The time of punishment!
Troubled like the tossing sea;
And like a world with empty dreams,
For, tears had now become your Food.
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