I will be your fall you know? You and I are enemies by blood. It will be my sword to cut your silver tongue. My sword that will leave a trail of red snow. You aren’t as naive as you let on bud. Behind your kindness you play jury and judge. All I asked was to be left alone. All you asked was to be my friend. But I saw the pawns you own. And what your masked words intend. Silence was a priceless gift. The only thing I ever asked for. Yet you crawled your way into my mind. Made my friends’ view shift. I know it is my wit you adore. So it is what I use to leve you blind. You twisted me into the villain. You fancy yourself a hero. That is fine by me. Villains have a low moral compass as a given. I will drag down your confidence to zero. Playing the villain is fine by me. Will it be you or I who falls first? Your silence will be worth all I have versed.