Master of Lies

How long will hipocrisy
Live in your heart?
You let your pride
And your arrogance guide your path

Will them stop putting heavy burdens
Juldging with unjustice their mistakes
And without pity throwing them in the fire

You look more to the wealthy
And you judge as you please
You do good for people to notice
Manipulating life for your ideals

Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites!
You are like whitewashed tombs
Which look beautiful on the outside but on the inside
Are full of dead men's bones and everything unclean