One Man

I am the shade of mistrust
Your first precept and the last
There is the ceiling there's the floor
An all out war

Why not accept my justice
Two options we are both taking the chance
Yet I still rise in prelateship
And yet you fall

How much despair their eyes hold
Moving around half-dead

One man
Turning a blind eye
Taking the dark road
Something
Unleashed in his mind
It's gonna haunt him

Turning your head
The whole time
Followers staring at your back

One man
Embracing his calm
Choked by his own blood
Long life
However is a curse
Inside this lasting hell

Truth cannot bear detraction
From interests or shame of man
Unbreakable in clarity
Again it shines

I am the book of mistrust
Truth is two-faced and it, might act with odds
Farewell then sire what's like that side
Here's all out war