Truth and Lie Lyrics

With her braided crown, Truth roamed in the calm of the morning

Standing among the poor and the crippled while shining her light

The insidious Lie saw her, his veiled jealousy roaring

"Come rest with me, come in, find some solace from plight"

Truth smiled with innocence, accepting his invitation

And in no time at all, she slumbered, serene like a child

The shrewd Lie tucked her in with his cunning calculation

Drinking champagne, getting drunk on his devious pride

With the grin of a camel, Lie partied until the morning

Singing and belching, dancing with manic delight

No one was there to see it, to issue a warning

Because when dressed alike, you can't discern Truth from Lie

The bold Lie took Truth's finest outfit and put on her makeup

Wearing her fancy shoes, donning her crown

He snatched her watch and her dignity during this shakeup

And vanished into the twilight without a sound

Truth woke up, feeling foggy and violated

She sat naked on the bed, tormented by headache

Her possessions were gone, in their place was pure desperation

So she ran to the streets but no one recognised her face

The same poor souls she had smiled with had now turned against her

Throwing stones while mocking her, calling her the two-faced Lie

"It's me", yelled Truth but the people treated her like a stranger

She pled to no avail while the police dispersed the crowd

Truth tried to prove her name, naked and weeping

The police wouldn't buy it, they said "we know what she looks like"

"Truth would never prance naked and scream like a heathen"

"She's gracefully posh and always wears her finest attire"

With her sad, impassioned cries Truth's pleas persisted

But the men remained unmoved, telling her to go

"Leave this place", they demanded sternly without listening

Once so adored, Truth now lives penniless and alone

As the noise died down the whispers still largely persisted

Some forgot what Truth looked like but some never did

Some tried to claim they were her, some said she never existed

The brave few still say her name, hoping she'll reappear

For the cruel Lie maintains his facade with outright malignance

Giving crumbs of hope like candy from his chariot of gold

Don't be fooled by the words or the hallowed appearance

Few see through the vile masquerade Lie upholds

Lie is Truth, my friend, you have to believe it

Disguised in her clothing, he rides a white horse in the night

Wake up, can't you see, he wears her crown without meaning

Wake up before they call you 'the insidious lie'