I see his eyes dance in the flame
With every drag I take
Death draws nearer
With every promise I break

I have asked him to join me
With every pack I buy
Doesn’t matter the brand
It’s the reason I will die

Butane ignited the nicotine
The tar settles in
The poison seeps deeper
As I deny my sin

While the fiddle plays
He has asked me to dance
I accept with a smile
Not having a chance

God loves me
This I know
Yet I allow Satan
To have his hold

God offers me freedom
The devil, his vice
To be bound by death
Is it worth the price?

If you were offered freedom,
Would you not accept?
If you were offered death,
Would you not refuse?

The choice is yours
As it always has been
Choose wisely child
Your soul is on the line

Written by Melody Lyn Wilson, aka Lyn Eagleton1/2000