Wine-Stained Loyalties

I set fire to the world
Then cried for the ashes

Burned with the embers
Bled through the gashes


Their absence in my heart
Like the daggers they would throw

Ivy of the family tree
Strangling as it grows


You wont see it coming
Slithering in your wake

Claws and fangs and poison love
Smiles and laughs all fake


Compliments infront of you
Oaths of loyalty they swear

Backstabbers with their wines in hand
And clinking silverware


Blood is thicker than water
Everyone likes to know

But blood of the covenant is thicker, in truth,
Than water of the womb