The confessions of a misled soul

You came as a friend, your fangs well hidden
and took me in with your bewitching tentacles.
I considered you as a part of me, till
I found my rotting blood on your fangs;
I still can feel your venom engulf me
making me a part of the burning tree -
feeding on misunderstood philosophy.

The moment I found of I've become a part of what I hate,
I started hating myself.
I did your bidding without a question
for it was for a higher good -
we were too infant to understand.
You lied - you lied to your brother,
as you have called me ten thousand times.

You gave me the power to do what you seek
and i took each drop of death inside me
to take away what I can never return.
And now, you ask for my soul
To banish a thousand unclean souls;
No! my dear brother - I'll only give up my soul
to take away the devil inside you.