I'm trying to let love move my soul,
instead of letting hate take hold.
Hate comes a dime a dozen,
it's really easy to end up its cousin.
But we all have a little sin,
it's kind of easy to end up the devils friend.

It's take the easy road,
or challenge the devil toad.
So I'm on the chessboard,
trying to hang with the Lord.
I'm in this life game,
playing my hand in his name,
instead of going with the devils flame.

I know my goal,
but it's still hard to keep hold.
My grip is tight,
but the devil continues to wave his flag in sight.
At times my grip gets weak,
but I fight the break.

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