In the depths of darkness, a soul was born again
But it was not a soul of light, it was not a soul of men
It was the soul of a sociopath, devoid of empathy and care
A creature of manipulation, with a heart beyond repair

Born again was the sociopath's sin
A twisted mind, filled with greed and revenge
No remorse or regret, just a thirst for control
A puppet master pulling strings, playing a sinister role

In the shadows, they lurk, plotting their next move
A master of deception, a player in the game of love
But their love is a facade, a mask they wear well
A cold, calculated charade, leading others to hell

They feed on the weak, their prey unaware
Of the danger that lurks, of the sociopath's stare
They charm and they flatter, they lie and they deceive
Leaving a trail of destruction, with no one to believe

Born again was the sociopath's sin
A life of manipulation, a heart blackened within
They walk among us, blending in with ease
But behind their smile, lies a darkness that won't cease

They are wolves in sheep's clothing, predators in disguise
Feeding on the innocent, with no remorse in their eyes
But beware of their charm, their false sense of grace
For the sociopath's sin, leaves a haunting trace

In the end, they will fall, their lies will unravel
Exposed for the monsters, their victims will travel
But the damage is done, the scars will remain
Born again was the sociopath's sin, a life filled with pain

So beware of the sociopath, the manipulator, the liar
For their sin runs deep, their souls mired
In darkness and deceit, in a world of their making
Born again was the sociopath's sin, a life forever forsaking.


© Words Of Anthrax