Chorus ten minutes... ten minutes with which to live a lie ten minutes ten minutes in which to live or die verse one Quiet compromise is sought within the heart and mind to reach within the heavens or know with hell you dined verse two Dinner with the devil seems strongly compromised yet sit many at the table towards his thoughts inclined verse three Viscous reams of ignorance plague our thoughts and fears to live with all the hatred we succumb as do our peers verse four regretful and with sorrow I humbly shall admit with those sat at the table I bow my head and sit ©1998 Tom Hunter Back To Lyrics This page hosted by Geocities