Triumph of Vanity Lyrics

Sweeter by far than all the vanities that fade

There's glory more pleasant than all the pleasures have been made

But your light is dimming in the fearful wilderness

Little tares in your wheat field growing like sugar coated death

The triumph of vanity

The triumph of vanity

There's light of light that's never overcome by night

Holy ones refined by suffering and shining ever bright

But you crave the things deceptive, passing, and illusory

The triumph of vanity

The triumph of vanity

The triumph of vanity

The triumph of vanity