When you are blind
You just might find
A clarity anew.
For when my eyes
Were freed of lies
I learned how to see you.
I didn't use
A lawyer's noose
To track you down, you see.
Your web of lies
And bloody flies
Delivered you to me.
And now I think
We're on the brink
Of this tale's bitter end.
Its you or I
So roll the die
And say goodbye, my friend.
