• The Lies Will Fall
    As Though They Were Flies
    As Though They Died In Flight
    They Fall About Us Like Gentle Snowflakes
    In The Dead Of Winter
    They Shall Be Frozen There To Be Seen By All.
    If You Should Touch These Vile Frozen Things
    You Shall Be Consumed By Their Hate
    Let The Lies Die And Be Encased For All To See