SINFUL PEOPLE

Gentleman and ladies, their head held high,
They posture and they pose with a confident eye.
All dressed up in their latest fashions
But they will melt into mush from the sinful passion.

There’s a world of pretenders, prancing with a smile
Across the stage of life, but they only last a while;
There’s not a bit of difference between these people and the pigs,
One finds more corruption the deeper that one digs.

Any weakness Maya finds, she’ll exploit to the full
Any weakness in the mind, any weakness in the soul
You may sit upon a throne, in a splendid palace hall
But until you’re free of maya, you’re sure going to fall.

Lust, anger, greed – these are cracks in the facade,
Illusion, madness, envy – these prove that you’re not God.
Enticement, excitement, this body to enjoy,
Entrapment, debasement, our progress is destroyed.

You got a human body, but if you use it in disgrace,
It’ll be crudely taken from you, you’ll be given in its place,
The body of an animal, an insect or tree,
Can you understand what I mean when I say you should get free?