Temptation has been written since the days of blood and wine
Temptation comes too often; far too testing to define
What is in that bottle?
It’s different for you than me.
It waits there in that bottle, and it begs us to be free
It asks that dreadful question
That cruel question
Of ‘What might be ?’
Temptation comes too often
Far too testing to define
If you’re thirsting for a taste, it comes wrapped in violet twine
If you’re scared of your demise, it comes bound as the divine
If your life seems so unfair, it screams out as angry air
If you’re yearning to be touched, it strides in with flowing hair
If you’re saddened by your looks, a blade will cut back time
If you want what you can’t have, then comes greed, blame, and crime
If you’re human and alive, it comes each and every night
It is found at every door
And in every form of life
Temptation’s in that bottle, and it begs us to be free
So how does one contain what their eyes so want to see?
The answer is quite simple, yet the task takes much more strength
Look past the satisfaction; to your total life at length
Will temptation fill your wish?
Will it taint your treasured blood?
Does the final choice harm you?
Will it hurt the ones you love?