The Inferno

The first beast the leopard of malice never forgives, soul full of callus hanging on at the end of the ridge with no time for solace. I’ve burned that bridge, I hoped to reach the heavens to see the borealis, but it was rigged and ridded of souls broken like twigs. The leopard stalks the ones he once loved there is no line he hasn’t crossed, no line he is above. The evil he plots blackens the wings of the doves turned to crows; their souls have been scarred with woe, but know crows are keepers of secrets… The truth is never fallacious unlike the leopard, the crows will put together the pieces he will have to say hello to the culmination of the antagonization it unleashes. Unable to hide it’s lies every aspect of the leopard will be anatomized.

The second beast the lion of fraud the life he claims is all a façade like the lion without his mane, prod and he’ll boast false acclaim, but inside he is truly tame…Best friends with the leopard both full of lies both tried to falsify my journey and what I saw with my own eyes and threw me aside… Under the pretense of hilarity, but his true aim was to divide and hide his own falsified pride in truth the lion’s life is a parody. He has no mental dexterity; he claims a life of violence which he uses for his ambition, but the lion is truly a self-charity, he has no vision he is lost without the leopard’s permission. His life was full of silence and idleness; we grew up in two different environments. He always put my life under the ultraviolet… One day his true life will come to light so he can no longer claim trife.