Within the blurry eyes of a man...

Within the blurry eyes of a man, there lives anger
Within the blurry eyes of a man, exists hatred
Within the blurry eyes of a man, is the devil

In his hand, a bottle. In his eyes a glazed clarity.
His mouth spews out words. Each phrase dressed in enmity.
His breath a stench of foulness, just as wretched as his desire
His thoughts seemingly clear, are clouded by an invisible fire

He speaks fo the devil, he speaks of ghosts
He knows God, or so he boasts.
Each spin of his tongue, a venomous bite
That perverted snake of a man

That forked tongue, tipped with lies
Those fangs sharpened by untruth, cushioned with deceit
Those cunning eyes, hidden beneath a cowl of innocence
37 years written in his head

Each a vague picture misinterpret
In the end he's naught more than a man who's lost his way

Within the blurry eyes of a man, there is loss
Within the blurry eyes of a man, there is sorrow
Within the blurry eyes of a man, ithere is no tomorrow.