Lured by the waves of lust
The deceits that seem true before our eyes
But deep within are snares with gnashing teeth
Waiting, longing, and eager to rip the flesh of its victim
When our body is weak, falling slowly to her charms
Our hearts holds a treasure given to her by a divine
A bridge between falling and rising
A strength that's left when our flesh fails
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Choice, a substance God had given to Men
To stand between decisions and our will
When our flesh burns and desire lures our senses
Choice becomes our bail or chains
In a battle between wrong and right
In a bald land were everything seem greenish
Our choice leads the way
To uphold which is true and disregard the illusion the mirage of life presents
