don't give me those words
I've already heard
I want the truth
by the root
but I know what stems from
insecurity
the path of lies
the politics
the pacifist
the mase of the law
a massing mind
and medicine
the way of words
the other world,
its history but I know what strikes down
dishonesty
what strikes down dishonesty
it's just hidden in the dance
that a jester does
and it's hidden in his laugh
from what a jester knows:
that it's all a joke
I want to be recognised
as a saint
I want the public
to trust my name
I want to crusade
I want to wield the holy blade!
and what are you,
a prostitute?
like me,
you still believe
but why do we believe?
why do we believe?
believe in dishonesty
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