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