*The venom of Sin

Through the age of scorned men and prideful spites
The ignorance of you breeds a sinful heart
Your words are careless
Your mouth breeds venomous spit
You are your own pitfall
Tread carefully
Before black suffers your soul

Do you wish me to tear apart your half meaty bones
On a platter best served cold
Your words are yours
You have defiled yourself
Your name is now tarnished
And then my heart is bitter
A never ending circle
my soul is not well

*The venom of Sin

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Joined June 2012

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