Lights of a Liar

A liar
is not a sinner
Until he touch's
The fires of hell
A single touch
Can kill the
Choir of angels
That at one point
Sung Their heavenly Song
Now sit a mess
Of skulls and bones
Huaunted and taunting
All the poor souls
Not a single person
Understand the danger
The hatred and pain
When the sick poison
Slips from your lips
And to pass on
To another pure soul
And apart does it rip
A liar is not a sinner
Until the lights
Have simmered
So as Long as
the lights are still there
Ill be right Here