DEVIL AND THE DEEP SEA
mind..you perverted freak..
why are you so erratic..so fanatic...
filthy, twisted schemes..you conjure without motivaiton..
but getting one positive thought from you requires training..your conscious cultivation...
dreams...your deadliest, most corrput weapon..
illusions of an oasis...wonders seem waiting to happen...
eventually you make him commit his first, the 'last' crime..
he seems convinced, isnt life after all about the 'peace of mind'...
eons have passed, but no sanity or humanity did you bring..
in your defense, do you wish to say a thing...
ask that not..you gloomy, meek heart..
you've been jealous, zealous, luscious, callous..right from the start...
you make him a fanatic..why blame me for perversion..
victim of your desire he becomes...why blame me for self destruction ...
biased affections, random obsessions you produce..
to a puppet,incapable of any decision he is reduced...
love, your ultimate curse in disguise..makes him see orgies of delight..
had you made him free of expectations, his future would have been so bright...
eons have passed, but no compassion and brotherhood did you bring..
now, in your defense, do you wish to say a thing...
the altercation continues..conjecture upon conjecture..
eternity has gone by, they still blame each other for his failure...
and in this saga, he has won nothing...has nothing left to lose..
if only he had a third option..
for between the devil and the deep sea..never could the poor man choose...
why are you so erratic..so fanatic...
filthy, twisted schemes..you conjure without motivaiton..
but getting one positive thought from you requires training..your conscious cultivation...
dreams...your deadliest, most corrput weapon..
illusions of an oasis...wonders seem waiting to happen...
eventually you make him commit his first, the 'last' crime..
he seems convinced, isnt life after all about the 'peace of mind'...
eons have passed, but no sanity or humanity did you bring..
in your defense, do you wish to say a thing...
ask that not..you gloomy, meek heart..
you've been jealous, zealous, luscious, callous..right from the start...
you make him a fanatic..why blame me for perversion..
victim of your desire he becomes...why blame me for self destruction ...
biased affections, random obsessions you produce..
to a puppet,incapable of any decision he is reduced...
love, your ultimate curse in disguise..makes him see orgies of delight..
had you made him free of expectations, his future would have been so bright...
eons have passed, but no compassion and brotherhood did you bring..
now, in your defense, do you wish to say a thing...
the altercation continues..conjecture upon conjecture..
eternity has gone by, they still blame each other for his failure...
and in this saga, he has won nothing...has nothing left to lose..
if only he had a third option..
for between the devil and the deep sea..never could the poor man choose...