Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see

Believe nothing you hear,

And only one half that you see,

In this realm of shadowed truths,

Where the skeleton of deceit may be,

A ghost of whispered tales,

A demon of the night,

Joy and evil intermingle,

In a dance of pure delight.

Revenge wears many masks,

As the dark and light collide,

In the theater of life,

Where secrets often hide.