the cure

 
cures the serpent of ill repute
don't talk to me of the eternal
when I'm feeling so blue

hateful day kiss the night
and make me forget
I'm less than the day before

stirs the mischief in my veins
I feel the darkness closing in on me
blacken the truth so it tells no lies
omissions rebuke the rite

honest Lillies on my tomb
whisper here lies a thief of soul
restless spirits rule the dark
there is nowhere left to hide
so confess and clear your conscious

in the shadowlands, there is no honor
don't believe the great deceiver