Following Christ pt 3

Passions like Crimson, Navy and Cherry spill all over the concept.
Those liars bed with you, the ones trying so hard to play the paper against the quill
So sadly blind to the ink on those malice faces.
A narrator writes for those who won’t be heard
They scream to the writer at night to plead one thing
To those who have hurt them so much
When it all goes wrong,
When lies have bent your beautiful waves,
Those who cared for you must stay dead in forgotten beaches
Don’t remember the slashes on their bodies
Keep your liar, your fake and sleep well at night with it.