Behold: the truth of poverty
You've lied your last, now will the lady come with me?
One thousand wooden cavalry
This is the end
Injustice finds a home, I see
Injustice laced in every bitter breath you breathe
Belies your heritage of peace
This is the end
On trial for all your lies and sinful hopes, you're out of rope
And carry on your wayward goals, you hold and hold and hold
Behold the truth of poverty
This is the end
This is the end
This is the end
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Behold: the truth of poverty
You've lied your last, now will the lady come with me?
One thousand wooden cavalry
This is the end
Injustice finds a home, I see
Injustice laced in every bitter breath you breathe
Belies your heritage of peace
This is the end
On trial for all your lies and sinful hopes, you're out of rope
And carry on your wayward goals, you hold and hold and hold
Behold the truth of poverty
This is the end
This is the end
This is the end
You've lied your last, now will the lady come with me?
One thousand wooden cavalry
This is the end
Injustice finds a home, I see
Injustice laced in every bitter breath you breathe
Belies your heritage of peace
This is the end
On trial for all your lies and sinful hopes, you're out of rope
And carry on your wayward goals, you hold and hold and hold
Behold the truth of poverty
This is the end
This is the end
This is the end
Writer: Brien Hopkins
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