Tastes Like Sympathy

I was once a child of God
But then the devil kissed me
He gave me fear, and he said: 'My dear
God will never miss thee'
There’s a price upon my head
And I’m gone
Can the righteous still be lead
By the wrong?
I’ve been waiting for better days
But a cold wind keeps on blowing
If I confess, they say I’m blessed
But my dark heart keeps on growing
Did you want me to pretend?
Carry on
Cos I’ll never be your friend
Or belong
When I think back to sons I knew
That now I have forgotten
That sweet taste of sympathy
The taste of something rotten
I’ve been losing all my life
In the shame
You would beg me to survive
Without blame
Take me back with open arms
I know you can’t resist me
My sweetest kiss, I tell you this:
God, he didn’t miss me