It Might End Badly
HOW HIGH IS THE VALLEY?
HOW DEEP IS THE MOUNTAIN?
HOW DARK IS THE LIGHT?
WHAT LIES LIES WITH TRUTH
WHAT’S TRUTH IN LIES
I CAN SEE ONLY THIS FAR
I CAN HEAR ONLY THIS MUCH
MY HEART IS SET ON THINGS AFEW
I’M THINKING WITH MY FEET
I’M AN ANGEL’S WITCH
I’M THE SINFUL PRIEST
I’M THE HOLY THIEF
OUT OF THIS WORLD, I AM
NOT IN THE NEXT
ALL’S WRONG THAT’S RIGHT
ALL’S RIGHT THAT’S WRONG
ALL IS LENS, THIS WORLD
IT MIGHT JUST END BADLY.
Copyright © Samuel Salt | Year Posted 2018
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