Crawling into my bed, with innocent eyes,
hunting my fantasies, Why? "I ask myself"
Why? the lies. The barbarous lies, coming
out of your mouth; I pity myself, but even
more the depths of your soul.
That holds a deep sharp tongue; the lies
have spoken your hazarding thoughts. Shame
will hunt you down, when the Angel's of heaven
manifest their anguish. The lies I believed in;
will speak back to you.
And torment you like a prison sentence, the
Angels of heaven will never entwine, with hell
and fire. I 'am the heaven , you are the fire , that
burns the pure and holds the wicked.The lies
that come from the heart of evil.
The lies will never conquer the depths of my thoughts,
nor the truth of my soul, the lies will eat you alive,
and keep you from the bliss and joys, becoming
like knives through your tongue. The lies that grow
in your twisted mind.