Strike the truth by the head
Kill it by making it red
Take the lies by it tongue
Drag it and make it long
Even when truth tried to horn
It was choked by lies' thorn
I’m the truth
Dig deep down the root
You’ll discover I was only stained
By coloured lies that rained
On men sugarcoated lip
And all I could do was weep
I’m the truth
I was only struck leprous to the root
I knocked on your door
You peeped but you groan
The beautiful lies came crying
In seductive voice without you thinking
Your door you flung
Even while the warning bell rang
The truth stood outside in shame
Peeping to see if you’re aim
An attempt to let it in
Into your lies filled inn
But no! You dined with lies
And even late into the nights
Oh, poor men!
I’m the Truth
Will men ever love each with open hearts
Never seeing any as church rats?
Will men take each with high price
Never seeing any as lice?
Can I give you my keys
And you’ll not make me fall to my kneels?
I am the Truth
That men are men with root
Of evil down to their heart
when dressed on lie's hat
I came naked
But you've chosen a clothed lies
Give me a chance to live among men
Buy me and sell me not
I am the truth
I yearn for recognition as the Truth
