Sin Some II: Tempt

The sun sets and you know what you want

Just do it with no cause

Or justification or pause

No conscience or maxims or precepts chose

You discern what you want and what you suppose

Only to endure the constance of opportunity lost

Pleasure is all you care to know

In all your actions it is all you show

And with a heart as cold as frost

You influence and deter goodness sought

Only to corrupt and maim those intentions

And deflect upon them injurious inventions

Succumb to your dark inclinations

Willingly done and admired

And as the sun retires

Your heart grows dark as the moon rises

And everything the day and the sun despises

Thrive as the relief of your desires thrive

Surrender to the ardor of the sins upon you rely