gulible

vicious invitation black is the way morbid spirits
they can see your intentions
already in line to rectify the wrongs

growing tired of being amis
letting go of my need
the Grigori watch carefully
i've intervened on their behalf

turn time's attention forward
be kind to my heart
suffering the red walls of denial
a maze I'm lost in

ultimately growing is the point
won't you grow a thousand poppies
so I can sleep my mind veiled

I'm frightened, a soul so cold is on the hunt
devastating the way my fate unknown
grows the animosity
talking from both sides of the mouth
with hard looks and smiles

clouds are hopeful
hot ash is reality
appealing to you upon high

honesty blooms
while being fed guile instead of succor
meticulous steps plot my downfall
I've never felt so betrayed

evil intent to see me fall
playful omissions and straight lies
my mind deludes me

exacting larceny of the heart
he wants not just to break it but devastate it