Beyond the games that children play
There lies a darker joy within
One that says, "If it's too much fun
It has to be a sin."
But a stronger voice yet takes control
And forces you a vow
That when you have but one life to live
You'll do it anyhow
So brace yourself to life's cold joys
and welcome them within
Because you may be wrong about how to live
And the only joy was sin
