Deceived

You can call a spade a spade A darkened portal light in its timeless space; Twice dead novice notion in his head... The ascension out from chains filled with blood, In sought after excursion magnified truth; Hence the opened door as filtered through an illusion vamp Branded chains unleashed with stagnant revelation, Deceived... Choices made in vile repute type greed; Although a red rose was plucked a time ago, In silent dellusion in thought filled its ego Colorful decorated flowers absorbed in sweet fragrance in mercy Within its pillage of sought after reflection still torn; ~ There is still no real substitute for the real you... Many are still blind from this notion in thought; The prince of the power of the air will soon fall! Having an air of Godliness but denying its power, We each can react to what is profitable or costly; The given elements have been exposed by a given choice through exploits... To negate with power will bring one to a tragic loss, Deceived... There will be one to soon rise forth; A sense of burning flesh flowing in the wind; The torn chasm of spilled blood out weighs the pen, With fasks of flowing wine... Rivers run through a great devide Deceived Still many go out to & fro... People were made as an after thought to show, Just so they can go serve other god's The one's who can't talk & hearts fold asunder Turning cases in its plunder Deceived A warning or timely adice for those down under!