the dirt under your sandal,
gossips catch fire like the watergate scandal.
the hypocrisy of the daytime faces,
vampires in true moonshine glance.

the mirror tells you your true form,
embraced in the deep dark of your soul.
a maddening state of mind, dig deeper to find;
the storm in the middle, the devil inside your being.

all your lies a coverup,
your head, a haunted mansion.
show your true face in the sun.
heaven bent on the way to hell,
your last prayer drowns in utter despair.

what you wanted and what you get,
what you do and what you say;
pay the price for your redemption,
gloat in the agony of your own sins.