Truth

Life is my power

Fire is my flesh

In every hour

Essences clash

Burn through the darkness

Into the dream -

Hear me and mark this,

Truth will not seem

Anything pure

Nor anything dark -

Truth will for sure

Be nothing like stark -

Over the ground

And around the lake 

Truth coils around

And then stings like a snake.

There is a daylight

When things are true

And there is twilight

When all you knew

Vanishes, fades

And then blends into one -

Into the shades

And away from the sun:

Into oblivion

Into the void

Into obsidian

Chasms. Thus destroyed, 

Truth yields to lies

And then soars like a lark

When people's eyes

Are tired of the dark.