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Fallacy!...
Fallacy…
I’m the monster in your denialism, the bogyman you warn your kids about …
I’m the illicit mayhem that have risen, which you keep on the roundabout…
I’m the one you paint with explicit criticism, although I’m the satyr you wont live without…
So you hide me in your darkest prison where you dominate your submissive sprout…
…
Why ponder over irrationalities?, just be true to what you believe…
Embrace your desire’s abnormalities, where concupiscence brings relief…
Accept each deed of lustful normality, as a steppingstone to peace...
Just like I accept your toxic insanity, with a conscious filled with sleaze.
…
For I am the light in your twisted head, casting shadow wherein you confide…
I’m the secrets happening in your bed, were all pleasurable sins abide…
And behind closed doors where you fear to tread, ill find us side by side…
Ill guide you through the things you dread untill the truth will make you cry…
…
So, I become the nightmare to your screams, because depravity makes us true…
You fear me in your futuristic dreams, as you yearn my truth so crude…
Because I’m not playing tambourine to any juvenile in his youth…
You know ill rather be the king when perversion goes in bloom…
…
But, I will rectify your perfidiousness, as your skeletons disappoint…
I will fill the fucking emptiness you create with glee and joy…
I’ll close the space between truthfulness and the lies you use as toys…
Because you fill the void to euphoric bliss with lies that will destroy…
…
The mask you wear will hate me more than the guilt to your driving force…
Because you hide behind a broken door to a world steered off-course...
With no direction emotions run raw, where regret have no remorse…
Stranded in misconception’s law, of natural intercourse…
…
You are the simple stupid reason, that life as known are shit…
Conjuring up your stupid prejudices, so your sins can stay off-grid.…
But your soul display a wickedness I willfully refuse to legit…
I’m not the one that will surely miss all the pleasures you wont commit…
…
But you brand me as the maniac, with maniacal intentions…
Because I’m the lion from the Zodiac, with a hunger for affection…
That’s why I can keep on track where my seed grow in perfection.…
Because I don’t need to sow deceit to achieve immortal transgressions.
…
But, just because you hide from truth, doesn’t mean ill do the same…
And just because I don’t do, means I’m free and not yet tamed…
I don’t need to pretend like you as my desires wont be framed…
For I will never hide the truth, ill continue my sin filled game…
…
Now I’m a monster in your malicious heart, one you badly whish to be…
But you just cant seem to play the part, because I’m just being me…
In my world where I light the dark, the truth shall set you free…
Free from fallacious lies that scar, free from chastity…
…
Theuns de Bruyn.
© Theuns de Bruyn
I’m the monster in your denialism, the bogyman you warn your kids about …
I’m the illicit mayhem that have risen, which you keep on the roundabout…
I’m the one you paint with explicit criticism, although I’m the satyr you wont live without…
So you hide me in your darkest prison where you dominate your submissive sprout…
…
Why ponder over irrationalities?, just be true to what you believe…
Embrace your desire’s abnormalities, where concupiscence brings relief…
Accept each deed of lustful normality, as a steppingstone to peace...
Just like I accept your toxic insanity, with a conscious filled with sleaze.
…
For I am the light in your twisted head, casting shadow wherein you confide…
I’m the secrets happening in your bed, were all pleasurable sins abide…
And behind closed doors where you fear to tread, ill find us side by side…
Ill guide you through the things you dread untill the truth will make you cry…
…
So, I become the nightmare to your screams, because depravity makes us true…
You fear me in your futuristic dreams, as you yearn my truth so crude…
Because I’m not playing tambourine to any juvenile in his youth…
You know ill rather be the king when perversion goes in bloom…
…
But, I will rectify your perfidiousness, as your skeletons disappoint…
I will fill the fucking emptiness you create with glee and joy…
I’ll close the space between truthfulness and the lies you use as toys…
Because you fill the void to euphoric bliss with lies that will destroy…
…
The mask you wear will hate me more than the guilt to your driving force…
Because you hide behind a broken door to a world steered off-course...
With no direction emotions run raw, where regret have no remorse…
Stranded in misconception’s law, of natural intercourse…
…
You are the simple stupid reason, that life as known are shit…
Conjuring up your stupid prejudices, so your sins can stay off-grid.…
But your soul display a wickedness I willfully refuse to legit…
I’m not the one that will surely miss all the pleasures you wont commit…
…
But you brand me as the maniac, with maniacal intentions…
Because I’m the lion from the Zodiac, with a hunger for affection…
That’s why I can keep on track where my seed grow in perfection.…
Because I don’t need to sow deceit to achieve immortal transgressions.
…
But, just because you hide from truth, doesn’t mean ill do the same…
And just because I don’t do, means I’m free and not yet tamed…
I don’t need to pretend like you as my desires wont be framed…
For I will never hide the truth, ill continue my sin filled game…
…
Now I’m a monster in your malicious heart, one you badly whish to be…
But you just cant seem to play the part, because I’m just being me…
In my world where I light the dark, the truth shall set you free…
Free from fallacious lies that scar, free from chastity…
…
Theuns de Bruyn.
© Theuns de Bruyn
