My words are my escape from the feinds which take by force what is not their's to keep, as I sleep, keep your enemies close and your friends closer, in too deep, none of them are to be trusted, unseen motives, I'll take my chances, don't listen to their answers, they don't react right to the questions and that's exactly what they want you to think.
What they're after is unimportant, their motives, which mean nothing to me, there is no understanding their comprehension, I don't even want to know, lock the doors, secure the windows, take control of what you own, they may own the night but you are not alone, some are friend and some are foe, never get too close as to know, the wolf in sheep's clothes, the boy who cryed wolf for too long, takes one to know one, one and the same, as it goes, those who deny have something to hide and are in part to blame, on the whole, they keep putting me down and on and on and on it goes now.
You don't want to find an axe in your back, you'd better sit down, calm down, you'd better RELAX and be careful what you wish for or you'll be kicking up dust, and at first that just isn't enough, but give it time let it flow out like blood because the killing blow is still to come, it just hasn't sunk in yet...
It cuts deeper than you know.
