The flesh, the flesh
Thinks it knows best
Follow its leading
It will lead you to death
Promises comfort
Promises rest
The Flesh, the flesh
Will lead you to death
Hollow and Empty
Its all a façade
Device of the devil
The rival of God
To steer from the narrow
And onto the broad
Hollow and empty
Its all a façade
Lord Oh Lord
Please hear my cry
Dont let me stray
I dont want to die
It may seem harmless
But you'll pay a toll
It will harden your heart
And damage your soul
Will drag you down
Down to Sheol
It may seem harmless
But you'll pay a toll
Lord Oh Lord
Please hear my cry
Dont let me stray
I dont want to die