Wages Of Sin

Wages of Sin

Below the surface, still waters boil

Feelings tremble & passions coil.

Walls are high, deceit reigns supreme

One mans nightmare is another mans dream.

Its a hiding to nothing, there's no way to win

I'm just waiting to reap the wages of sin.


Hold my hand, don't let me go

Down from heaven is a long way to fall.

The water is deep & as clear as mud

I sink to the bottom my precious my love.

The chalice does lie & turn fine wine to water

And a sorry's too late My Darling, My Lover.