By The Root

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