The Lies
The voice and sound of life
It speaks to me but I can't listen
It convinces me that something will happen
But I must ignore its plea
It wants me to believe what may be true
But the truth may not be right
Of course in the sense of falsehood
And in the sense of acceptability
It conquers me again
But there is no way imaginable
To change the ways of all
Though that may mine and its dream
It fails to acheive that goal
It achieves poison, a swirling, nauseating brew
To make the people fall in love
With the evil demons below
But I don't believe the lies
And you may say you're on my side
But when you try and persuade me
I see you with closed eyes
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