cracks and crashes

"We've been feasting on this for way too long"
Will it ever end?
Who are you to pretend...
When you've never lived what it were before this?
Who are you to judge...
When you got your demons still to attend
Who are we to choose...
When all our choices lead us to repentance
When we have all lived following His choice.
Whoever He is wherever He is.
 
Do not justify your lack of will
With our lack of pride
All we've built will crack and crash
If we are to land judgement upon ourselves
 
And who are You?
To land such thing upon us?