A crimson path led me to delusional arts,
The swing of justice hoaxed me,
As human tortured their faith in gyves
To welcome torched Justice to vacancy.
As they consider me the Eternal Jew,
They coax sooted greed to break me in?
Thinking gold-alloyed canker paint me gloom?
Alloying poisoned blood with innocence?
’Tis mystery sheathe me, echoed the cave,
Wilt tame my brains to darkling?
Reverse, thy spell portion me bruise or lustre?
I’ve arted war to ivy way home dangling.
My patience spill over your Waterhouse,
It’s more delicate feel for disallowed villain
Than elegize a gallant hero slipping in anthem,
Glorified by battles, enchanted by traitors.
