Lies From the Pit of Hell
Lies from the pit of HELL!
The Devil is the father of all Lies
He is subtle and devious
He is cruel and merciless
He is daring and bold
He is selfish and cold
He knows what we want to hear
He likes to whisper in our ear
He tells us we will be fine
He seems to be oh so kind
He wants our soul
He wants it whole
He’ll take our life
With a silver knife
Trust the Sly Devil
At your own peril
Promises of power, fortune and fame
Just roll the dice and play the game
He’ll tell you there’s nothing to lose
Pills, Crack, Pot or Booze
You’ll have it all!
Till last call!
And HE’LL be laughing
As he watches you fall
The cruel lie of addiction is that we are fooled into thinking our wants are really our needs. The disease wreaks havoc on our minds and our bodies and even our souls. We will lie, cheat and steal for another fix, not caring who we hurt. Most notably, we are lying and hurting ourselves much more than the people who love us.
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