Conception to Deception
You care only when it is fair.
Sometimes I feel the need to recite the common theme of this creed.
I fight what is necessary,
I fight what is right.
Rewrite your history;
To the people who sit,
And mock you in their consistorys.
When they are the ones who are truly blind.
They only see one side,
They can't even begin to effectively confide.
They can't look past their own eyes.
Claiming to be wise;
they are nothing
Other than a dead carcass.
Maggots envelop flies eating away their lies.
They idolize the one thing that we despise.
They twist and contort our meaning, purpose and our words.
Likewise, contributing to their own demise.
Death, destruction from conception,
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