What did you do, little clown?
From his neck the walls are bleeding brown
Soon the blue to follow, then the green
Last will be the brightest red you’ve seen
Brightest red you’ve ever seen

I rotted little holes in all my flaws
I and also I will be your gods
Tear down the lies, little trolls
Now I see the flaws I see the holes
I see the flaws I see the holes

Did you forget I was here?
Everything you never thought to fear
Did you mistake me for tame?
Brother, things will never be the same
Things will never be the same

I am the bard, I sing of rage
I sing of rage
I sing
I sang it to the heir, the rogue and page
The rogue and page
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