Last week I was observing human nature and how sometimes, even the ones we love or trust can be consumed with contempt or jealousy when we began to walk into our own sense of happiness and personal success. The more I toyed with ideas I began to realize that all darkness is the absence of light and how for as gifted and beautiful an angel Lucifer was, his fall was due to envy, jealousy and the quest for external power. All the while forgetting how great he was and instead succumbing to fear and powerlessness.
This is the first draft, and a working title.
Three solemn words with a finger’s twist
Such pretty wild cards in your game of whist
Strange occupation, a vicarious view
fascinated that it won’t be you
keep em closer than a Judas kiss
a heartful of meekness was hardly your sin
ill-fate condition, yeah you’ve got it bad
denounce the freedom you wish you had
A river of lies
Drowns all your dreams
hell’s sweet insanity
becomes your reality
and what you despise
is just what you need
in case of emergency
you better find your wings
Drink your poison while its boiling hot
Covet all the things you wish you’d got
Do a dirty deed, a smile seals the deal
Harder the target, sweeter the thrill
Who needs lemonade, when a lime will make do?
Pity what those eyes of yours made of you.
What those eyes of yours make you do.
A river of lies
Has drowned all your dreams
hell’s sweet insanity
becomes your reality
and what you despise
is just what you need
in case of emergency
you better find your wings
short on time,
but its not too late
to find some paradise
just dont wait…
til hell freezes over
til hell freezes over
A river of lies
Has drowned all your dreams
hell’s sweet insanity
becomes your reality
and what you despise
is just what you need
in case of emergency
you better find your wings
in case of emergency
you better find your wings
©Freedove Music 2011
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