The Wisdom of Truth
I lurk beneath the shadows.
And walk with the darkness at night.
The pain hurts worse as it grows.
I've stabbed out my eyes, taking my sight.
My blood trickles with every touch.
My scars bleed like open wounds.
I don't want to hate so much.
But sweet revenge tastes so good.
The is not the way to be treated.
I want to scratch you away.
With evil in my eyes, I am not defeated.
Now you are shit with nothing to say.
Listen to yourselves and not to each other.
I am going to steal you mind and take your breath.
You should have known what you were getting into.
Now look in my eyes and into those of death.
