there is heaven in the lies
we speak in the name of love,
and then, when everything dies,
the lies rise up above.
those lies turn into truth
as though they've always been,
for there is no old nor youth
that can tell you what they've seen.
take my wisdom, oh lord!
let me live in blinded bliss,
for those lies I have adored
and them liars I deeply miss.
the venomous truth speak not,
keep it out of my tainted heart,
for those lies are all I've got
and I'll keep 'em from truth apart.
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