One falls, when the anger takes hold
Carrying truth in lies, as solid as gold
Let the demon be released, but chain him back
For sins seep through, even the smallest crack
Calm is the relief when the bitter taste is swallowed
And so we venture, to a serenity we follow
It is in this bright place that provides sleep
For carrying a conscience of guilt, keeps the soul weak
At any time, one can muster
A web of lies, a sticky cluster
Who are we kidding when we hold in anger
Our life suffers, our intentions dangle
And so I choose to continue this conversation
It is one that keeps me pure, in this path I am shaping
