never tell

 
on the altar of despair tell no lies
for the dark is listening to your intentions
a soul adrift is ripe for the picking
in the insanity of a life half lived
it is nothing to note your lottery has been picked
 
to reap in proper season
your whoredom hasn't gone unnoticed
slithery little serpent of faith
groomed to be a plaything for the eternal
rise and shine sleepy head
you've been noticed
 
forsaken in all that you touch
it is a bitter revelation you aren't worth much
beckon the killer with the wicked grin
stalking your visions, hell bent
 
gruesome parody watching you fail
down you spiral to his reach
for the broken want to keep
 
dastardly, plotting each stolen breath
seeking to deliver you of your secrets
bid him hello when you meet him
fated plans to come unfold
it was nice knowing you
 
never tell