On this liars path I stroll.
Once familiar words are starting to change shape. You peered into my mind, I want to turn back time, I wish foolishly, but your words lie beautifully. You are in my mind, yet you don't know my mind. This Blasphemous dream! I looked at the words you speak, they are unclean.
I want to see the hidden words so I closed my eyes. You've replaced truth with your words. I now dream a lie.
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 7:43 AM UTC
On this liars path I stroll.
Once familiar words are starting to change shape. You peered into my mind, I want to turn back time, I wish foolishly, but your words lie beautifully. You are in my mind, yet you don't know my mind. This Blasphemous dream! I looked at the words you speak, they are unclean.
I want to see the hidden words so I closed my eyes. You've replaced truth with your words. I now dream a lie.
