IS Nothing Like a Liars Truth

Back behind those smiling canines. Below those smirking eyes. Underneath the soft stroke of a virgin hand. In between even voices and purring sighs. Every shadow of the serpent lurks, and each spirit of the vampire lies.
An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.

With the crying blood of millions we built governments and religions. I rather worship a statue, before granting them the dues. So should you fear the grave, enough to live and die a slave?

I will rise over those dark prophetic words, vocalized over me. Separating the lines, I aim to read. Even though they verbalize a riddle in their speech, their vernacular might confuse some, Nevertheless, I interpret with ease. Drastically, they all presumed we would fall. However, they forgot we fight better with our spines on the walls. My neck has already been scratched by the devil slicing claws. So I might be doing something right, if I’m dressing him mad tonight. Mad are those who lost sight and strip you for your last dime.

Is nothing like a liars truth, which we all hold and approve. Somedays I want to be divided right open. Like dried glass, you would see directly through me. Lack of purity. Ashamed of how she geared me. Except on this instant, I’m fit for a funeral. Let justice roll and rule overall. My dependence is not in this frail body. No confidence in my flesh blotchy.