The Devils Web. Poem by Thomas Northx

How's it feel to spin a web,
completely for the devil,
spun with lies and ill deceit,
you prepare your table,


You claim to know the word of God,
It's best to know the Writer,
Instead you chose the art,
of the devils spider.

It's hard to walk in love,
when running suits me best
the innocent can't lie,
no matter what the test.

Picture this my love,
I'd only build distrust,
If I believed in all the rest,
and can't believe in us..

I once believed in you.