Life As A Lie
Me under the thunder, I was a runner... Midnight... Day light... In sight I was in fright, but I knew the Spider had a poisoned bite... The Wolf cried, in a mind with critters crawling inside... I knew I had to leave it all behind... Withered by a vile innocent smile, a bitter grin had shook the Devils hand again... It was then that I began to understand of a perished thought I once cherished ticking on that clock... I was lost, had to pay a price but I knew the cost & the sacrifice... The loss of a life double crossed, the Boss had risen... It was forbidden to give in to the struggle but I was liven as the Unforgiven... I was stricken by & divided, I tried but he would criticise the look in my eyes, I despised his ways... But inspired by the flames of his fire... The grays of the skies had paralyzed my ideas of revenge... Redemption aside, I attempted to commit suicide... But The Other Side would not accept the way I died... Blood tears I cried, so many years I've realized this Life As A Lie...
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