You trust only to be rewarded by a sick, twisted result |
I am blind: To the world around me I live, in sunlit illusions I weave a brothel of obscenties That real life is peaceful and serene. Though I face storms myself I ignored the aching thunders that lust my destruction; that push aside emotion. I should paid attention put my concentration and lived on Tender sweetness of a friend is so wrong Wronged am I to swallow tender poison And lick it till my lips bleed My tongue sores and my voice is lost My punishment is trust to the lust of demented kindness That is so conditional, so hazardous - now my feelings are strewn My heart aches at the deception of my naivety exposed. There are few answers to numerous questions Trust and betrayal are not just coined faces! They mean something at least to someone Someone who has a soul and is not hollow Basking in sin is the devil's greed and I know now My innocence became my enemy Must have been the fox to the fox And no I won't bargain with a demon like you! Tender sweetness of a friend brwed with artificial seeds Planted for the reason of obscenities Clouded and Jaded was the creation so far And I choke in my own breath swallowed by tears A fried in need is a friend indeed not a friend who needs for a deed A deed so spiteful - want to spit on your face You are no sweet tramp my friend You put the devil to shame You will be rewarded For you gained from my naivety exposed With Hell untamed! Now I hope you wallow In your excrement; for you are nothing but the corpse of the damned... |