4.5星 "You see it, God. You see it. The innocent child's death, and my revenge. You allowed it. I don't understand You. I don't understand You. Yet, I still ask your forgiveness. I know no other way to live. I promise You, God... here on the dead body of my only child, I promise you that, to cleanse my sins, here I shall build a church...."
It costs something to be the real you, which is much better than gaining something at the cost of yourself. Show me yourself, then "show me the money"...