What Does It Call For?

09-10-2012 4:09 pm

What do you know?
Things weren't as they always seemed.
Hiding in lustful shadows and moments to escape,
We never did once see the insanity in our plan.
But They judge us as ill-will and purging demons;
Our blood thick as cooled margine,
Red as the eyes that glare.
Just tell me, what did you know?