The Fingers Of Evil

Here are the fingers
Long and spidery
Pulling at your white matter
Contaminating you with their ink

Feel us!
Feel us!
Feel us!
Feel us!

Do you remember when times were good
The smell of the bacon in the morning
The sun-people of honey and smiles
Can you recall what it's like?
Is that part of you still there?

Now the black fingers play their pipes
Seducing you and your lonely skin

Who is right now?
Who is right now?
Who is right now?
Who is right now?

Which is it going to be?
Feel us!
You must choose between good and evil
Are you good or evil?

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.