VITALIS

Your whims and needs are my commands.
To serve you is my only doom.
Chains of guilt hold fast my hands.
My selfish wealth secures my tomb.

Salvation comes through pain and trial.
From flesh comes only vice and sin.
Self-sacrifice and self-denial
Will kill the evil deep within.

But who is this? He wears no chain?
He speaks of joy, of selfish things.
Of happiness and ending pain,
Of comfort and the hope it brings.

This is not true, it CANNOT be,
For I was TOLD that these were lies!
But wait… I think… yes, I now see,
The scales have fallen from my eyes!

I comprehend! I understand!
My life is mine and I am free.
Salvation comes from my own hand;
You have no power over me. 1