Facade

Dampen the nimble finger wrought by sentient numb Five senses discerning feelings eventually to succumb to chaos, blackness, soothing yet ravaged within Whisper to the hand the deceives, don’t deny the sin Illusory, ambiguous, settle upon the judge me not Sail under false hope, entice the meek and unfortunate Wing thyself from beguiled thoughts and guilty pleasures Deliquesce into delirium and sense the battered measure Empathetic disadvantage of devilish wit Thy soul has drifted into the eternal abyss Eloquent phrases bequeathed, befriending those close Façade forged for protection in wrought iron and stone Eclipse the spiritual sun, enter the center black mass The latent inner self who desires not to envision the past Seek and reap the martyrdom of intolerance Chauffeur the soul through familiar fraudulence Criminal content starving with motives of malice Deliver yourself from evil, pray to glorious menace The Rancid decay of carouse content emits a pulse of foul stench within the mind finding no solace