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