Silken Deceit

With velvet words smooth words They paint the walls in shades of grey Hidden thorns in every phrase And truth the first to fray To fray Each whisper spreads like tendrils grasp In shadows dance, the puppeteer's play The sub-arms in headlines grip Cold grip They weave a tale, so fair a misled Sweet poison in the guise of truth False lullabies they spread They spread Your whispers spin a silken web The art of lies dressed up so sleek Dressed up so sleek Forced they chased Expel the ancient wisdom Move from the sky, they will see now In headlines grip Euphoria lasting times I'm telling you it I am this love, refine my mind I'm lining me On screens they glow, so brightly The masses sway, in code entwined Softly held by gilded chains Illusions stray The leaves are caught In marble dreams As verses burn, the poets lay Illusions fine