Temptation
For lust is greed, and greed is contempt
For what i believe, there no soul
I wonder about my sins
To gander upon them is no thought within
I cant stop, I cant believe
For what is inside is killing me
I want to believe, but there is no soul
I succum to greed and ill ways
To which i believe life will give me a better way
I see it, want it, have it
I need it but there is no soul.
Keep me in check, keep me in vine
What am I to do to follow the great line ?
Desparitey often fikels me down.
Be to save it I must save it for sin
For saving, even now,
But then, there is no soul
I cant win anymore
I am one to ignore
The one soul
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