Sorrowful wisdom hangs from the executioners gallows,
A blade drenched in the sins of all who it has fallen upon,
Sickness a forgone lie lost in the excuses made by an imaginary god,
Rise up and accept the fate you are destined to reach,
Each step leads to the next without fail,
Stop hiding the false tales behind the curtains of truth,
The emptiness in her eyes are not because of what has been,
But what they have seen,
Tomorrow will be another step towards the inevitable,
Slay the queen before she feasts upon you….
