| Bastards Born |
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| Lies are told and curses laid |
| Chat that’s carried a debt unpaid |
| Web that’s woven with a wicked tongue |
| Burn the bridges one by one |
| I’ve lied and stolen I’ve given grief |
| A sinner proud I defy belief |
| A needful knife man when your back is turned |
| Painful lessons: what you have learned |
| Yet when your high horse has been brought down |
| And in your own lies you’ve surely drown |
| Everything becomes quiet clear |
| There can be no hiding from the monster in your mirror |
