someone's being lied to. and the thought makes me sick. more revolted than i can say. but i can not release. i made a promise. i would not. not until the stones are rolled away and merciful light is shed upon us all. and i will honor this. though it feels like a cheat. this offering is too beneficial. hardly self-depriving. but i will stay. and i will carry on with Our Pact. for two reasons. but with every breath the ink moves a little faster. flows a little thicker. and takes over a little quicker. i must stop dwelling on such things. these jet black auras do enough of that for me. all i have is hope my inner burn's not fading i'll wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day

there's such a strong hold on this beating. so ugly and dark. and full of holes. full of ash. decaying. caving in. aching in need. but under the lies. there is an honesty. it's hidden for preservation. elusive, but still there. and when it's visible. when it emerges. it comes out with hands held high. waving it's flag. the purest white. it pumps. with such strength. trying to prove itself. wanting for someone to take notice. for once. the golden notes it's forcing from it's every part. it's crying out, with gilded sobs. begging and pleading. just listen to me. please. for all i am, for all i sing and all i was i swear i'm yours.