Daylight is ever getting dark
Night is at its high
Life remembers
Bitterness and betrayal
A trail follows
Time and place
The wounds that shall extract
Truth will be told
Lies upon lies take hold
Attempting truth, but no one accepts
Stuck in a web of conviction and deception
The traitor, pinning lies on one
The jail cell will be the truth in cage
Rage mounts
Innocent trapped
Life unseen
Losing touch of the outside world
A world that sees finale of death
No time left
Totally framed
A Soul will rise and seek revenge
A matter of time
Written off
But circumstance will not be written out
The day and hour shall arrive
Truth will prevail
Counted and beyond
One’s tomorrow is not the last
Sorrow falls on one gets what they truly deserve
Until being a short pause in moment
Truth remains
Spoken words of descending
Seems like an ending
Spoken words will always continue revolving.