That single word sends a shiver down my spine;
It gnashes at my soul with its claws.
I try my hardest to scurry away from it;
Just like a rat burrows from wildfire..
Some say it is Simple Instructions Neglected;
But I beg to differ.
Sin has sent men to their graves;
With its claws, it clutches men to its chaos.
It gives so called pleasure;
Pleasure with a regrettable price;
A price man cannot pay.
Sin is evil.
She booms with evil laughter,
As she sees the face of men contorted with fear.
There is way to escape her disastrous clutches,
Master your sin before she becomes your master.
