Nature of a Lie
Written in a hidden ink
The lies you write begin to sink
The flesh can hold no second vow
As the thing you hate becomes you now
Place of pain and dying eyes
Within yourself, within your cries
Reflected onto those you see
And now the surface is all that can be
You are the proof of how to fall
The nature of a lie so tall
Accept the truth, accept the signs
If you don’t you’ll only die
Stand or fade, it’s up to you
The choice is there and so is truth
Just because they’ve fallen too
That’s no excuse to follow through
Written in a hidden ink
The sounds you use begin to sink
Then death reflects your hidden face
As the thing you hate becomes your grace
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