Walking by the liar’s gate
You talk, sending forth another lie
Spewing it out filled with hate
Telling me the truth you won’t reply
I knew before, I felt the chill
An icy coldness as a stone
Assuring me with your liar’s skill
We’re now in the stone cold silence zone
You pass the hate-filled lie to me
I prove deceit, truth in it finds no room
It brings to mind your silly reality
Fiery hate in full bloom
Frolicking on the slippery slide
As you tumble, withering at the liar’s gate
You cry in vain and tell me how I lied
That you, in your list of lies, do not hate
With words that I've seen coming
It's over ~ there'll be no words from you
Your fists clench, the hate explodes in your plumbing
The stone cold silence means what I say is true
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