We were friends when you were pure
Times have changed; now I'm not sure
You caved in and embraced temptation;
Ethics changed with the situation
Free-falling from the arms of grace
To oblivion's resting place
Your chemi-crutch beat you to the floor
Another life is no more
You gave in--and followed the crowd
You gave in--and you fell down
You had a problem and it called for help
What a mess you made of yourself
Who were your friends that you hung around?
Their brother's blood cries up from the ground
I'll never back down from the vow that I made
To call back the sheep that have strayed
I'll stand for truth no matter what they say
And show my brothers a better way