• Fate is a cruel Mistress,
    When it makes us distrust.
    The lies may become much more,
    then what we saw before.

    You saw day turn to night,
    no longer to be polite.
    But to warn us of what you'll see,
    when you only see me.
    The glare,
    the stare,
    the air,
    unfair?
    The fright,
    the fight,
    the night,
    right?
    The thrill,
    the chill,
    but only until...

    What you see is gone.