They will tell you that you were torn from My heart
And from My table you were banished forever
They will remind you of things that you've hidden
Until your entire body will tremble from shame
They will stand well over all your mistakes
Your foolishness, your fond of the bad side
They will nag you that you had it in your hands
And now you have no way back
And you will listen to them
And you will believe them
They will prove to you that My mercy does have its boundaries
Which you've crossed with the haste of your feet
No shout, no sigh, no trick
Shall bring back My face to you
They will tell you about a divine voice that whispers
Return, ye backsliding children
Everyone except for you
They will offer you
Once you've been captured in the net
Now flap around in it as you please
Don't listen to them
Don't believe them
Know, My beloved son
That you were not torn from My heart
You will forever be
A lovely charming boy to Me
The truth is not absent from their words
For you do need to make amends
Things you could've chosen differently
And couldn't find the courage to regret
Nevertheless, My love, keep away from your heart
Any frightful thought or dread
Under every pricking truth hides
The honest truth
Don't listen to them
Don't believe them
Know, My beloved son
That you were not torn from My heart
You will forever be
A lovely charming boy to Me
True that I love the justice
But above that
I love the mercy