This pool of thought
Creates an illusion
I'll save you he says
From riddled minds
With open arms
He welcomes your faith
His jaws wide open
Crave your flesh
No, don't give yourself to him
The mantis harvests feeble minds
No, don't give yourself to him
The mantis words are unspoken minds
No, the mantis hunts on the pain
Of honest labor
No, the mantis will bow to gain
From lies and slander
No
Soul
In this
Body
Of Mine
See my self
On a wall
Tied to a blade
Food for through
Impossible
To attain
Don't look back
The mantis waits
His claws reach for your neck
So don't look back
The mantis waits
His claws reach for your neck
No
Soul
In this
Body
No, the mantis hunts on the pain
Of honest labor
No, the mantis will bow to gain
From lies and slander