THE TRUTH IN THE LIE
THE TRUTH IN THE LIE What begot the demon of change? that dost cause man to molt? and shed skin as time does pass Why do we say today "i love" and on tomorrow's day say "i hate" how does it go to become in time that two fall into each other with love so fiery, gods fall to envy to share the passing wisp of a kiss as it does spark between full lips share the warm embrace between two whose souls will not see parting to know the meaning of a clock's tick For in that instance does love share and send words from blinks of the eye Alas, the sun sets and yet does rise with a new day and new hearts what was becomes no more lovers cry, and yell fire and bile those who loved now turn to hate with torn hair and shattered pottery oiling scars of a victim of loyalty drinking tears, confessed by long songs None is fair in love and so is war All that was, was none but lies Lies of hope and lies of love but in the lies reside an aged truth We are not men...