What thieves say to them selves before they murder

Having eye's/I's, ears and a mind while standing next to the truth, still makes you an idiot! No, one can stand next to the truth. I't knows your lies. You're deceptions. Your blight on the innocent who deserve that ordained, by their elders. The thieves outnumber the truth, with the reason of the corruption. They are desolate and the joy of their robbery betrays them. They are brought/bought, low. It was the location of co-incidence. The place they were at any, how. If death had friends it would call the breed  of the illusionist deceivers, our once trusted, now corrupt!

I'll eat their hearts while they pariah, off their prey. This, they do to now, stay alive. I, am their tormentor. Even if I never existed. I, would become their nemeses. I need those so vile, to complete my mission. That the LIGHT, shows the corrupt, how they have deceived themselves, and their victims, to the hell of their penitence, sanctuary as penned. Those who have sold their souls, are now receiving the mark. And, those with eternal love are again, alive! They that have no reflection, have chosen, incorrectly... I, am, sad, for those that are so beautiful, to be spoils of their own blood, line.