of fame will put your name to shame.
that way will leave yourself to blame.
for fame will distort your belief,
else will want to share your grief.
comes an arrogant and big head,
praises will become your daily bread.
you eat too much you will fall sick,
same with fame; but even more quick.
the disease spreads into your soul,
when you know the devil has reached his goal.
control and are then led by greed.
of your eyes, youíll see your faith bleed.
bleeding wonít stop and your faith will die.
come back, no matter how much you cry.
wonít care; it will be of your past,
your famous and the game is fast.
the time comes for you to face death,
breathing your own name till your last breath.
forget that you were also made from clay
horror will be yours on judgment day.
2nd February 2004