Trust me, trust no one
Darkness is the game
Lights off, will they come on?
Or will they stay the same?

You follow her down,
She runs, you fall
Pleasure is her only call

Echoed walls, cry aloud
She fails to hear them, anyhow
Why can't she see, see through the clouds?
She sails around them, even now
Visions of collisions come crashing through
Like a souring secret straight to you

Serpent searching for slithers of light
Split between what's wrong and right

She edited the evidence of perilous plights
Despite insight, she willed what the might

Still you followed into her crippling realm
Henceforth, her kingdom remains, bow down, all hair