Desire

03:31
Taylor Rogers
2014
Taylor Rogers

Lyrics

The devil draws near, please come here, child

He’ll tempt ‘til redemption is dead

Of finery and riches he’ll speak

The glory will make you feel weak

He’ll sing of a song made from gold,

And all it’ll cost is your soul

 

The temptress is here, please draw near, child

She’ll trick your convictions away, please be brave

She’ll paint you a picture that glows

Stroke by stroke, the splendor grows

Of beauty and bounty she’ll rave

The wonder will start to enslave

 

The mouth of the world beckons on, child, please be strong child

And all is consumed but not you child, please be true child

And love ‘til the world is spun to gold

From riches within the human soul

And paint of a picture from blood

The joy, that causes your heart to flood

 

The mouth of the world beckons on child, please be strong child

And all is consumed but not you child