Trinity of the wretched ones
Converge upon the guiltless unborn
A bare canvas that is their own
To shapes into an icon
Razorblade smiles hide their intent
To cause discord in the firmament
Hubris made flesh in repugnance
Their mere being defilement
Liars' daggers cut the deepest wounds
The deceivers know no reprisal
Liars' daggers wickedly will carve
The deceivers gorge on what remains
The three, born in perjury
They act as one - harmoniously
The sire a work of lunacy, fed on the milk of decay
The forceful craves voraciously
The far-roaming bellows vulgarly
The guardian waits longingly
Behead the queen and live freely
Gaudy is their tapestry, flowing on winds of guile and deceit
Undone at its very seams, woven from threads of enmity
Oaths repeated evermore, capricious, these sisters
They feed on each other, such is in their nature
Malign in their death throes, to them truth has no form
Wrote in deceit was this covenant of the forsworn
Undeath is the lies' boon, leave them rot in their tomb
The light will heal all wounds, they know not what is gone
Liars' daggers carve their wielders' fates
The deceivers shall be seen to starve
Liars' daggers hungrily will slash
The deceivers board Charon's ferry

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