Verse 1
The beginning—deaf and blind,
Kneeling in the temple aisle.
This message is for you
And every soul the world defiles.
Poor and sick of heart,
Lost beneath the steeple spire.
Taught to fear and never ask—
Pick the lesser of two evils.
Refrain
Pick the lesser of two evils,
When the truth is split in two.
When the lie comes dressed as light
And the light is misconstrued.
Pick the lesser of two evils,
When there’s nothing left to choose.
Verse 2
The hour of temptation comes
Upon the son and all the people.
The angel thought to be a god
Turns out to be the devil.
Mirrors speak with borrowed tongues,
The serpent sounds so civil.
Kneel or stand, obey or burn—
Pick the lesser of two evils.
Verse 3
The journey winds through scripture pages,
Influencing emotion.
Signs and wonders captivate,
Controlling every notion.
Miracles on borrowed power,
Fear passed like devotion.
To bear his cross for promised gold
Ain’t worth eternal oceans.
Pick the lesser of two evils.
Refrain (short)
Pick the lesser of two evils,
When belief replaces sight.
When salvation’s sold for blood
And truth is buried under rites.
Verse 4
In the end two brothers came
With offerings on the altar.
One brought death, the other life—
Choose between the sons of slaughter.
One enslaves, the other frees
With neither asking favor.
Blood demands another debt,
Water washes without ledger.
Verse 5
On the day the bridegroom comes
To claim Zion’s daughter,
Crowns are forged from sharpened nails,
Love is traded for a doctrine.
Kings arrive with poisoned gifts
And contracts signed in scripture.
Heaven’s gate is stitched too tight
For souls shaped by the needle.
Bridge (Spoken / Slow)
The beggars—deaf and blind—
Are not the ones without sight.
The poor and sick of heart
Were sold beneath the steeple’s height.
Threading heaven through a needle
While camels lead the choir,
Calling fear “obedience”
And the altar catching fire.
Final Refrain / Outro
Pick the lesser of two evils—
That’s the game they taught you well.
But between the whip and crown,
There’s a door they’ll never sell.
I refuse the forced decision,
I reject the crooked scales.
I won’t kneel to either master—
I walk free beyond the veil.
stevenrgrimmett
