The sound escapes parted lips Loving, nurturing and caring sounds One innocent, oblivious Allowing the words to caress the heart The soul opens The trust is endless The grass separates A path is formed It comes nearer As the sound begins to fade The innocent begins to be enlightened It comes nearer The blessed oblivion shadowed by the darkness of it Tears fall freely as all is illuminated As it comes nearer The ears open more The walls begin to form The sounds that escape the lips Are nothing more than the hiss of a snake It reaches the innocent Curving its body against the soft flesh Crawling, slithering, preying The sound nothing but a hiss The hiss nothing but lies The lies nothing but the sound that escapes parted lips No more crying No more pain The snake has consumed the heart and poisoned the soul