What  has become

For the lies that wait to catch up with our sins
Days past will no longer let us relive
Heartaches, sorrow, fear within.

For graves have become our homes
Banished have we come to know
Death , misery, hiding have we

For we know not the turns ahead
Tears no longer turn to pearls
Wonder, mystery, tombs await


See what we cannot see
Blood tears on our cheeks
They are here
We can longer hide
Run to the hills
We can longer survive

Curses
Demons
Basilisk
Sirens
Do not behold Medusa
Our time is up
No one told us beautiful people are dangerous!