Evil Is As Evil Does

I would not spare a vacuous moment For those dregs at winter's end. I would not honor their enchantments With an effort to pretend. I gladly fight against the sands of time To offset their whorish shrill. I would shine a light upon their darkness... I would die upon that hill. Evil is as evil does... A pox upon our land And if you haven't noticed... It's gotten out of hand. Their machinations and meanderings Breed a stench of ill-intent. They pervert the weakness in our folly Akin a dance of sly torment. With evil's victory almost certain... We're in for quite a ride... But to those who stoop to curry favor... Beware... I'm on the other side. The End