R.A.P.E

Misty mirrors reflecting scenes of illusive perpetual bliss
Against the witness' wants.
But behind the brain's bony casket,
Truth is barred,
Only idealism bailed.

'Only the good and righteous to be free'
But the good was wrong and forged.
The bad was the right, untainted,
Though tainting was true reflection.

Perpetual bliss entwined with pain.
Two bodies one.
One body barred.
One body bailed.

Too soon spirits are broken.

Not soon enough
Misty mirrors are broken.
Facades and fool-happy faces relieved.

The forged sharpened edge,
The key to unbar one body.
The misty mirror's perpetual bliss
Reddened

By
Sex
Truth

Death