Inquisitor of a blind way
Sitting on a thin line
Leaning from side to side
Crawling into a mold

When good made evil
Thought that speaks of the future
A dream lodged in the present
This social obscurity, this nature of seclusion

Lying beneath mud
The contradictory thought
A contradictory action
The words of ancient minds

A textbook left unopen, a story untold
About murders to unfold
Run away from your dreams
Give up this great ecstasy

This entire swarm of nothing
Infect a breed of insects
To plague all of man

Knife in hand, lambs await
The wolf in sheep's clothing
Bound in primitive mating
This rabid lust for meat

The sky delays the light
Face down in the dirt
Only written in loss
The stinging of a cut

Inside awaits the answer
The truth inside
Sympathetic aggressor
Ideas prone to your weak

Fall to knees
Made to think of murder
The blood every drop
On his hands

These fresh pages
Only to be dirtied by filthy writing
An injected pen to disease
Its layers uprooted

To feed the minds of the past
These scars on his palms filled with dirt
A will of remorse for this unforgiven bliss
Sentence of denial