An aching tremble burns the indulgent soul
Committed to the savage beast
Daring to forsake him brings the greatest pain
Leaving vivid scars upon the need

An eerie euphoric pleasure fills those haunted eyes
Watching the aching tremble burn
Feverish in its need to control and take and take
From the indulgent soul, who will not learn

No defensive earnest pleas, are ever heeded
By the beast who’s heart is stone
As heavenly is the taste of what he sees
From there upon his throne

An indulgent trembling soul is found without
The savage beast reigns within
Teaching moderation as the key to balance
To feed the beast again

No longer looking deep within and deep without
The savage beast is back again
Ever quietly waiting for indulgent moderation
To let his trembling burn back in

The voracious savage beast that lies in wait within
Will deceive the indulgent soul
Complete abstinence is the key to tame the beast
Laying loose, his fiery destructive hold