lucifer's court

when I look at you on the screen
i wonder what drives your mind
seeing your shallow thoughts
it reminds me of Lucifer’s court
your actions are telling
of someone who is selling
his soul to the devil crafty
in a manner that is very lofty
you planned your actions for many years
the guise of a promised land
you came with no loyalty
pretending to be royalty
your weakness is your love
for the paper of colour some
you are weak inside, and sick outside
you have no means to fix the seams
your lies are your stumbling block
it does not matter what colour you wear
you are still a weakling in robes you swear
you will pay the price of
the thoughts your bear