Truth itself grins at you
a merry skull of conscience
hollow eye sockets see through you
toothy jaws make ready to chew your coward heart
that's for you, the witness caught up in truth
the one shaking with fright
scared by shadows in his own mind
The truth is that you saw what happened
now you flirt with the lies that kill the truth
yes, this is the day of the conscience
the day of terror and remorse for cowards
In reality it doesn't take much to testify
the simple truth is the only truth
it's "yes" or "no", "I saw" or "I didn't see"
whoever told you differently lied
even though lies talk in heaps of rosy words
all of them smelling like a flowerbed
none of them come without lethal thorns
The truth is teary and ragged
no seductive gangster friend
she is the damsell in distress
the one who dies first
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