In the heat of my fire, I burn my own hand

My vision is clouded, restricted to land

Shirt soaked with sweat, blood drips away free

I sink below ground, in a sea of debris

Isolation won't cure, the sick I've become

Should I fail this plight, then to darkness I succumb

In the shadows of fate, I whisper my lies

As each whisper is heard, a part of me dies

So with no shred of me left, my form is complete

Don't trust me no more, For my name is Deceit

As my last whisper escapes, words tumble and spread

But this whisper won't lie, and with it, my dread

Now you know who I am, but the shame will not go

My legacy of trust, of lies. It all started with Hello.