Blind Sight

See them dancing,
See them spinning around,
And leave you spellbound,
To the charm and to the magic
Of secrets you hide in the attick.

See life and see death,
Leading a path o Lead,
So heavy you can't fall
So slippery you can't crawl.

See the masks and the lies,
and the lies and the secrets,
and the secrets of people
who so abusely use
their masks to lie,
their lies to hide,
and their secrets to die.

See the beauty and the beast,
both within yourself.
See them drinking your youth
feeding on the angusty of self.

Fall into oblivion,
And rise to consicous.
Stare onto deaths face,
and laugh.