Trap By Devil

Trap of devil is well laid, weak mind often fails, we in our human form keep this fighting spirit on with a hope, faith and trust that Someone Mighty is there to help us. But taste of blood is so strong it seldom allows us to give it on we strive hard as ever yet Respite to survive against devil sometimes appears as doping bet but who can guarantee that we will win. Like fishermen’s net, it catches the best And like fish we fall by enjoying little joy To the unknown land where trade is faired We jump up and down for innocence to rebound But lust finally succeeds and we eventually get defeat The devils are happy for the counts that are crazy They fancied their chance and now they all dance Masters are gone and preachers are on.