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 ma**ing 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