Dear Sin,

You beat me down with your temptation

Kill me with my fascination

Tell me I don't need salvation

Your lies have become my fixation

Everything you say is utter fabrication

With your control and manipulation

You rule over my entire imagination

You have a provocative presentation

I fall before you without hesitation

Left in my humiliation

Because I can't resist your temptation

I'm consumed in my own self-gratification

I'm stuck in my justification

Of my weakness to your temptation

I need a revelation

I need a clarification

Your manipulation

Appeals to my sexualization

You say "go ahead, turn on the flirtation

Show me a demonstration"

If I continue to follow your narration

What will be my destination

All you want is glorification

Without any kind of sanctification

You don't care about my starvation

Or my dehydration

You are no longer my foundation

I will no longer be a part of your victimization 

I do need salvation

I do need sanctification

I will no longer sit here and be your accommodation

Because with this declaration

You are no longer in control of my destination