A wicked thought

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A wicked thought within my spirit grows,
Its shadow dims the world in fading light,
To quench the gentle flame that goodness knows.

Desire's dark tendrils round my being close,
And envy's poison courses through the night,
A wicked thought within my spirit grows.

The path of lawlessness serenely shows,
While justice's faint echo takes its flight,
To quench the gentle flame that goodness knows.

Sin's sable shroud across the landscape flows,
Love's radiant beam surrenders to the blight,
A wicked thought within my spirit grows.

With arrogance my vision overflows,
My heart learns lessons only hate can write,
To quench the gentle flame that goodness knows.

Destruction's wind with brutal power blows,
No single spark of brightness meets my sight,
A wicked thought within my spirit grows,
To quench the gentle flame that goodness knows.

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