You came like a serpent, Slithered into my dreams
I didn't want you, but you want me
Like a lion waits for its prey, you waited for me
You waited for me to bleed
Brittle bones look for something to hold
Sleepy souls make their beds, their home
Lord I'm slipping; I am falling like the first
It is tempting but I know this fruit is cursed
And there's war as the dawn breaks, both seeking for my soul
There are no truces, one will take it all
Pure and Holy like a sweet lamb, and one with horns
One with horns, like a ram
How could I say, I did not know
As sure as the Son came, I was told
Lord I'm slipping; I am falling like the first
It is tempting but I know this fruit is cursed
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
Yeah, be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
Yeah, be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
Yeah, be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
I choose freedom
I choose freedom
Yeah, I choose freedom
I choose freedom
The curtain is torn, and the first had been raised
The tangles are rung out, and there is sweet grace
You came like a serpent, slithered into my head
You'll never get me, no sir you are dead
I didn't want you, but you want me
Like a lion waits for its prey, you waited for me
You waited for me to bleed
Brittle bones look for something to hold
Sleepy souls make their beds, their home
Lord I'm slipping; I am falling like the first
It is tempting but I know this fruit is cursed
And there's war as the dawn breaks, both seeking for my soul
There are no truces, one will take it all
Pure and Holy like a sweet lamb, and one with horns
One with horns, like a ram
How could I say, I did not know
As sure as the Son came, I was told
Lord I'm slipping; I am falling like the first
It is tempting but I know this fruit is cursed
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
Yeah, be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
Yeah, be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
Yeah, be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
I choose freedom
I choose freedom
Yeah, I choose freedom
I choose freedom
The curtain is torn, and the first had been raised
The tangles are rung out, and there is sweet grace
You came like a serpent, slithered into my head
You'll never get me, no sir you are dead
( Vera Lee Music )
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