Samson’s Song (and mine)
I have wondered how I could have blundered
Into this world of Philistine corruption.
I carelessly wandered, my strength then I squandered
And fell into an obvious seduction.
The idols remind me that I let them blind me
With my own acceptance of evil.
Ah… I dwell in the temple of Dagon.
I look ’round me, corruptions astound me,
Yet all are my own toys and treasures.
It was senseless, yet I chose the temptress
Who taught me to worship my own pleasures.
My strength to resist no longer exists
I have sold it for a vain self-indulgence.
Ah… I dwell in the temple of Dagon.
[Instrumental]
I was warned, yet I quickly conformed
To a culture that murders its own children.
Ah… I dwell in the temple of Dagon.
Lord, I should fight with this Philistine nightmare,
Yet I yield to its ruthless insistence.
Lord, don’t abandon me; come again and stand in me,
Resurrect my strength of resistance.
My hands on the pillars, Lord, give me the will here
To pull down this temple upon myself.
Ah… I dwell in the temple of Dagon.