Threshold

Threshold Weary of being yanked and slapped From pillar to post From pillory between judgement Dragged between moral and conceit How the bated bear on its chain Dances Tossed piggy in the middle Games for some higher power Just so they can enjoy their meal Salted and peppered on my soul A tasty Dainty Of a Morsel Stand between Lucifer and Jehovah While they play on these puppet strings Jerk me this way Pull me that And toy like children The bitches both Deprive me How the bated bear on its chain Dances A little quick step fox trot Of doubt and torment Of love and happiness Of faith and lies Through an individual life To appease a jealous little point Made between Devils and Gods I stand on the threshold And turn my back On them both My own father Proof of their sick little joke How the bated bear dances On its chain