If I were the devil, I would begin With a campaign of whispers What's love is hate, what's evil Has now become righteous Conviction and love have turned to condemnation and hate If I were the devil, I would whisper to you As I whispered to Eve "Do as you please" If I were the devil, you'd see me twist theology Distort and destroy every grounding They focus on their words; soft lips, sharp tongue Lulling you into a comfortable coma I'd spend all my nights putting thoughts in your head So, "Things will get better"; isn't that what you said? I'll make a mockery of everything and everyone Slowly chipping away until the battle is won I'll make a mockery Take me, Father, take me away I'd spend all my nights putting thoughts in your head So "Things will get better"; isn't that what you said?