In the lap of despair a new theory is formed
Shadows underneath eyes reiterate tears form
Hiding in darkness of irises a sadistic pursuit
The veil of tears is used to shoot the victim
Without trigger being pulled
A magnum in bottle the metaphor for eyes
Shivering hands assures a trembling mind
Not easy to decipher the ease of deceit is quiet
Wet cheeks insures a mocking crime
Body crumbling a flicker to scout
An unholy obsession in the stillness of mouth
A thin line carries a drop down to the lips
A warrior kneel down missing tongue’s addictive bliss
Corrupting the heart, veil of tears completed their task
Vengeance hidden behind silver tongues mask
A journey from eye to chin achieves a lot
Basking in the glory of warriors blood bath