Treading With the Devil

The heaven they preach Is no haven to man but hell, Their tongues sweeter than honey Who can resist the melody When they paint their world to taste in rainbow colors Singing glory glory glory Preaching the word according to their world One-heart less Astute in their chicanery, they have a face Colorfully charming as a chameleon The bait be-jeweled with treasure Their words up to the measure Its a highway of friendship and promises to the trap, Hell a dead end to their ploy They know the way to the promised land Where poverty is a story to be told They lead the way to the land The land leads the way to the cage Where the promised heaven is sure hell From the cage, At their expedient behest Your labor leads them to their desires afar The line is cast The bait is set, The hungry cage is salivating for prey. The drum is struck For our appreciation of sound Venal as devious in their ways, Astute in their chicanery, they have a face Colorfully charming as a chameleon, Their tongues sweeter than honey As they paint green The pastures they wish greener Acclamatizing to our heart's desire for better