The mystery of evil

What a life it implores

Deception of reality with instant ramification

Look towards it with no condemnation

A price to pay

Devoured with little delay

Can you touch it to magnify your power

Cometh the storm prepare for an eternal hour

It never searches for it is often found

They say the world has laid down

Enchanting its kiss to reverse our thoughts

The good are weak a fight easily fought

Forever we must resist a touch of infection

To come close to our resurrection