Beat your chest And shout your lie; Let the truth Within you, die. It will not look, It will not peek. It will not yell Nor will it speak. Keep truth close, You cannot spill it. Instead pretend And let lies kill it. It will not change, It will not falter. It will not escape; It has been altered. The tales have spread, The game, begun. Lies are truth; The story, done.
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