Pride whispers sweet, seductive lies,
Lifting you high, too far to see
The ground below, the warning signs,
The price it asks, the fall to be.
It feeds you dreams of endless flight,
A golden throne above the world.
But pride is but a fragile crown,
Cracked and waiting to unfurl
You walk on air, convinced you are free
But step by step, the truth unwinds
Pride exalts but blinds the eye,
Until the fall is all that shines.