Letras
Behind closed doors, twisted endeavours
Are tangled to stain my name
Rumours soaring through the air
A clammy whisper pours into my ear
A fiction tailor-made
Exclusively for me
No given chance for truth
Nonsense came to sway
A tongue so sly! (A tongue so sly)
Infectious bite!
They've been living in the woods
Praying to a wheel
The voices negatively tuned
Collecting stones to kill
Where lions become kind
Jackals grow sly
It's their false bravado
That catches my eye
A fiction tailor-made
Exclusively for me
No given chance for truth
Nonsense came to sway
They rush with muzzles off
To enter heaven through the backdoor
After breaking a nose of every beautiful thing
Their grace (their grace) is the second to none
Is the second to none
They entertain a thought irrelevant!
In triumphant tone they scream their slander
A tongue so sly
Infectious bite!
I never said it
That's where you landed
And turned their bullshit into the epic
What you don't know of
Pass over in silence
Why do I need their envy for free?
They give me their own stones that were meant to kill me
The stones are then turned into sand
The truth will be told firsthand
Let the whispers fade
Let the truth prevail!
Make the hate subside
Through the test of time