• Whispers
    that spread like wild fire
    through the crowded rooms
    into the desolate halls
    these words of which you speak
    are nothing not even truth
    all in your head
    you know their lies
    So why do you speak them?

    All your words
    are he said she said
    nothing really from the source
    you grin and watch lighting the match
    throwing it into the oil
    as the oil you spread
    now lights on fire
    how do you do it?
    with such a straight face?
    as the lies tear those you supposedly cared about
    apart into millions of pieces

    behind their backs
    you speak their names
    with horrible words behind it
    The lies you spread
    The lives you’ve ruined
    All part of your little game

    Stop with your lies
    your petty rumors
    They don’t affect us any longer
    Don’t speak their names
    where they cannot hear them
    don’t spread the fire
    Because I have extinguished it.