• the truth they say is the liars bain
    thruth not lies is what brings shame
    this liars heart looks content
    her life looks smooth as the endless plain
    breach of trust with evil intent
    her lies are set
    hard as cement
    this disguise hides the shame
    keeps the truth far at bay
    soon comes her day to spill the bain
    may her words hold the grace of a crane
    no blame to point
    only stains of blood to wash away
    stay a liar leave the shame
    accept the thruth and prepare for the pain
    so now the beast of lies be slain