Dark Light

Acid laced with honey
Sweet to the tongue, sour as it falls
Itching ears take the easiest release

Treachery masquerades in
A costume made of wisdom and truth
Wolves on the prowl wear a fleece and a howl

And the dark light
Well it burns the soul

Flesh tears at the spirit
Razor sharp desire bleeds the heart dry
Cover up the wounds with religious veneer

Stained glass windows color rich enough
The accolades abound, no one can see inside
What a perfect place for me to hide

And the dark light
Well it burns the soul

And the dark light
Well it burns the soul



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Jarman
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