Like a silent early morning mist creeping across the landscape
So deceitful desires caress the soul seeking to block all escape
One becomes flooded by waves of pleasurable sensations
With a deluded heart now seduced by an evil persuasion
The cry for holiness echoes in the corridors of the mind
For with such temptation there's a door they can surely find
The way out is there yet drowning in a sweet deceptive sensuality
Wrong becomes right and sin becomes the main practicality
Dark thoughts of evil fantasy replaces the image of God
Where satan smiles though he knows he's the real underdog
Yet once the dark sweetness of sensual sin is tasted
The soul is crushed with regret for the chance of victory was wasted
So deceitful desires caress the soul seeking to block all escape
One becomes flooded by waves of pleasurable sensations
With a deluded heart now seduced by an evil persuasion
The cry for holiness echoes in the corridors of the mind
For with such temptation there's a door they can surely find
The way out is there yet drowning in a sweet deceptive sensuality
Wrong becomes right and sin becomes the main practicality
Dark thoughts of evil fantasy replaces the image of God
Where satan smiles though he knows he's the real underdog
Yet once the dark sweetness of sensual sin is tasted
The soul is crushed with regret for the chance of victory was wasted
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