Nature of a Lie

Written in a hidden ink The lies you write begin to sink The flesh can hold no second vow As the thing you hate becomes you now Place of pain and dying eyes Within yourself, within your cries Reflected onto those you see And now the surface is all that can be You are the proof of how to fall The nature of a lie so tall Accept the truth, accept the signs If you don’t you’ll only die Stand or fade, it’s up to you The choice is there and so is truth Just because they’ve fallen too That’s no excuse to follow through Written in a hidden ink The sounds you use begin to sink Then death reflects your hidden face As the thing you hate becomes your grace