If I were the devil, I would begin
With a campaign of whispers
What's love is hate, what's evil
Has now become righteous
Conviction and love have turned to condemnation and hate
If I were the devil, I would whisper to you
As I whispered to Eve
"Do as you please"
If I were the devil, you'd see me twist theology
Distort and destroy every grounding
They focus on their words; soft lips, sharp tongue
Lulling you into a comfortable coma
I'd spend all my nights putting thoughts in your head
So, "Things will get better"; isn't that what you said?
I'll make a mockery of everything and everyone
Slowly chipping away until the battle is won
I'll make a mockery
Take me, Father, take me away
I'd spend all my nights putting thoughts in your head
So "Things will get better"; isn't that what you said?