Disinformasiya

Along the lines of your face and the hollow of your skin, I see a snake with a furrowed brow and an empty oil can for a heart. Some might say treason of the highest order. But if you listen closely, very closely, you can hear him whisper: "Attack! Attack! Attack!" Kill everything that moves. Man, woman and child. Skin them alive and cage them inside of me. "ATTACK! ATTACK! ATTACK!" Run for your lives.