Don’t go in the lion’s den
Don’t give in to petty sin
Don’t sit back and let it in
Don’t turn your back on the sea.
For the view, climb the castle rock
For the thrill, ride the Ferris wheel
For the laugh, go to open mic
For a minute, forget your life
And come away with me.
Bind your head with the cleric’s wrap
Bind your feet with with a burlap sack
Bind your heart with pure intent
Bind your soul to the stairway.
Tell me what to say to you, so that I can
watch your back…
There’s nothing in the lion’s den
That my clear conscience lacks.