Like Flies To Flames

Excited
Waiting
Soon their courage will be penetrated
By his innflected thoughts and his cold appearance
Now they are all waiting for him
He will say things so awful and totally unexpected
That they will never want to their eyes his way again
With stolen talent he makes them his inferiors
Him
The sickness
The master of this circle of men
He watches while they leave
With their pale faces towards the ground
But they will return again
Like flies to flames