Your words are daggers dipped in lies laced with flames
I sip the poison, glass in hand, drinking your taste of truth
You think I'll choke, that I'll break from your venomous kiss
But watch, I drink, I do not quake
The brew is bitter like a winter rain drowning you in your sweet disdain
I'll stand unbroken when all your sweet lies decay
For acid truth will have its day sharp and swift like a snake