Coward Pretender -or- Sate

Coward Pretender
-or-
Sate


Coward Pretender
come let me know better.
Let me in through the crook
and lift up veil armour.


I'm coming in where it's uneasy
treading on ground you wish still.
Going to rock this ship lightly
till from cup you must spill.


Oh, I do know the answer
but from your lips I will take.
Cause only the truth from a coward pretender
will my hunger be sate. 


-Matthew Koutzun