Sting it will, and sting it must,
For traitors we must hold your trust.
Tag: chmackie
Boomer
Trapped into what we’re worth,
By the simple act of birth
Courting Evil
The devil waits and sits and stirs,
Watching below for what must be hers.
No Gods Dwell Here
Sale, it screams; this liars’ pyre.
This beacon belies what we truly desire.