Take the fake, these false facades, that fathered; fostered sins of men
Strip away deceptive fray, diversion, and all discretion
Peel and peel until revealed is that which we all want to know
Showing all the once concealed, the real that gossips tend to grow
What lies there so under care?
I long to see what’s underneath
Don’t you dare make them aware!
The sword is slipping from its sheath
There will be, for you and me, a day that comes of reckoning
If true of heart you have achieved, it’s light that you’ll be beckoning
Throw a row, it’s different though, the darkness will descend, believe
Remember this when you decide: to tell the truth, or to deceive?