Webs of deadly lies (with poem)

Webs of lies poem:
“I got sick of all the lies, the bullshit that you fed me.
I saw the light, I know the truth, what you pretend to be.
I won this fight, you can not hide, but you will never find me.
As the spider dies, all that remains is the web of lies.
You fed the world your delusional mind, and no one believes you.
You ran away to build a new web of lies.
You used your chances, you went in to kill
You own the lips that need to be stitched.
One day you will get the bill.”