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The Three

I am growing and I see three
Three main snares
The frist is easy
The Devel isn't near
It's that learned responce
That old glimmer of carnal man
It's turely a honest mistake
No thought before
No thought during
One easy to repent from
That little lie
Or half truth
That nags at me
And I think
And tell the truth in minutes
That fire that flares up when your eyes glance by a woman
One with cloths that really just act as a secound skin
So I turn away
Close my eyes
Take my glasses off to become blind
That dessert to much
The one you ate out of excess
So I just skip a meal or wait a few more hours to eat next
These small spots
That wash easy
And wax away

Then there is the gross sin
If the weeds are not pulled up
The ground becomes easy for the thorny bushes
This is the flesh
The great
I want
The rebellion outside
That tell you what you wanna do
That tries to drive you
The one who fights well
The Devel is near
These things are hot
And need to be put out
The perversions of the flesh
Into an uncontrolled
Egocentric
Maniac
And you can feel your heart
These dark vines groaning around
The times you make that dubble take
You think of that soft body
How you want it
And take your time to turn away
Knowing your doing wrong
It's plusurable
Like falling into a warm sofa
That wraps itself ever tighter
Around you
The times when you plan on lieing
You defile God
You try to act for you
And obey your
I want
This is difficult
It's all too natural
It's always there
And it can start anywhere
But usally with a plan
A plan you want to deny you know
One to just
Run into sin
To gun that engine
And see if you can outrun the train
And say I didn't know
You try to cover it up
Reason away
It's hard
And it needs to be cast out
Cast out of the bay itself
Into deep waters
To drown in salt

Then there is the deep evil
The ones where the Devel
Wraps his hands around your heart and leads you
And talks to you
Showing you the sin you want
The ones my sprit knows
All to well
It's not about satisfying that one
Little urge as before
It's about staining yourself in black
The ones where you bow to the low
The ones where darkness is so thick
You can't see it
And you can't touch it becuse it's touching you
All over
The ones where you take a deciple
And work your way in
You want to eat her soul
To tear her apart
And when you brake her apart
And she can't say no
Because you lit her flesh on fire
Nkw she's lost in the fire of desire
You bring all your fallen freinds
And have a real vile night
Bathing her in lust
Taking turns
While you know her sprit is crying out
And God is judging you
And planing his wrath
But you don't stop
Becuse you need another soul to take with you
To feel full inside
Becuse you sold yourself
To the Devel
And this is what I fear most
I'm not a man of this world
Not one of some fleshly sin
But if I fall
I know how great my fall will be
I will tear people apart for fun
Curuupt everything to spit on the most high
And seek to fill hell
No I don't need a demon to guide me
Becuse if I fall
I will be greater
Than any I have ever known
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