Thin red lips stretched in a smile

Frowning brows upon upon eyes so dead

Ruby lips form a smile, thin red lines in the night

A shadow of a smile, red lips and pearls

A checkered floor of glass and gold

She stands alone ‘tween pillars of old

The Eye watches, a Sword in its wake

To pierce the oval in the space it takes

Before two pillars holding up the skies

A gateway to the pyramid where evil men lie

Baptized in black oil, she calls to it

A three way prison where black blood boils

A woman smeared in unholy oil

The gateway to eternity to power and wealth

Sell your soul only if it’s worth the price

Make the call the bargain is struck

To stand tall against the rain

Make the call the bargain is struck!

Pride, fame, fortune and all of fate

Theirs for the taking our lives for the World

A secret lives in our minds

Through a tunnel we see the world

We are blocked from the shadow that looms

They hide in the open and spin the tales

Subverting our minds through poetry in flesh

Poetry in verse and poetry in motion

When the hammer falls and the bell rings true

All we know will turn to gloom

The world will fall and Man will die

Except those that live to be ruled