Red silk strips surround her eyes,
her mouth begins to tell more lies.

Blinded by love, ambition and lust,
the feminine figure is gullible to trust.

Horned figures lay in the dark,
they obtain your touch, but destroy your heart.

Blue concrete breaks and shout,
throwing tantrums all about.

Rainbows falling showing to care,
lie behind walls, just beginning to stare.

The full moon soars through the sky,
thinking they understand the world we pass by.

But you don't know, what you never even
tried to know.
You don't know what you
lied about knowing.
Don't try to act
like you know my wounds
when you held the knife
from the start.