Truth

Life is my power
Fire is my flesh
In every hour
Essences clash

Burn through the darkness
Into the dream -
Hear me and mark this,
Truth will not seem

Anything pure
Nor anything dark -
Truth will for sure
Be nothing like stark -

Over the ground
And over the lake 
Truth coils around
And then stings like a snake.

There is a daylight
When things are true
And there is twilight
When all you knew

Vanishes, fades
And then blends into one -
Into the shades
And away from the sun:

Into oblivion
Into the void
Into obsidian
Chasms. Thus destroyed, 

Truth yields to lies
And then soars like a lark
When people's eyes
Are tired of the dark.