Speak no evil, and let it infect your mind

The braveheart’s crown has got a hole!

Look at all the songs, and chivalry you’ve built around your life

Now envision the calamity to have it redefined…

Come what may, if you see no sign of truth!

Hanging on shadow, shadow

And with a grip around the throne

What is left to do if candor’s lost after all?

So come and sway with me, (oh)

‘Fore our heads are gone tomorrow

Jaded as you are

(There is a sickening reckoning beckoning)

They’re venom free, these words I speak

(This changes everything)

There’s something in your heart

(Or what’s left of it - this is not a guilt trip)

It’s taking over, can’t you see?

(The last time in your life, why aren’t you listening?)

Hanging on shadow, shadow

And with a grip around the throne

What is left to do if candor’s lost after all?

So come and sway with me, (oh)

‘Fore our heads are gone tomorrow

Hanging on trial

And with it's grip around my throat

What is left for me if jester’s not wanted anymore

Well I said my piece

- I hope it leaves you headless