Bound by their cords, no room to breathe, lips turned to blue, love forced to bleed. Hate pulls web tighter closer to him, she surrenders her body, bound to his sin. Hate drags her down in deaths despair, Fate whispers to her, have no fear. The more hate pulls the tighter the bond, lacking resistance love stumbles on. Clasped tightly in earth's iron snare, devoid of hope, no body cares. When all is lost her spirit weak, her Masters voice from way down deep, sustains her life His living Word. Love breaks free, panic sets in, hate pursues, now unravelling, their world is built on shifting sands, her Lord reaches down she grabs his hand. The condemned lie, burns in its own fury, condemned by it's own judge, and jury.
For my people are stupid. They gave me no heed, they are foolish children. They are not intelligent. They are clever at doing wrong, but unable to do right.
For among my people are found wicked men, who lurk, like fowler lying in wait:they set up a trap to catch men.
