Lie's
LIE'S ARE BUT DEMON'S OF THE MIND
WHERE FIERY HATE PLAYS
THE ECHOES OF FROM SOUL THAT RHYME
EXPRESSIONS DECEIVING WAYS
A DECAYED BODY AT THE DEVILS FEET
WHERE SINISTER THOUGHTS ABIDES
AS A VICTIM OF THE SOULS DEFEAT
WHERE DISASTER THEN PRESIDES
A DAGGER CUTTING AT THE TONG
THE CONTENTS OF THE HEART
THE DEATHLY ANGELS HAS SUNG
REVILING EVERY PART
A CROW FLYING THE SKY OF DEATH
WITH IT'S WINGS SPREAD AS-WELL
HER SOUL HAVING ALREADY MET DEATH
BY THE OTHER CREATOR'S OF HELL
Copyright © Raymond Hamilton | Year Posted 2013
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