Book of Truth
You can never bring him over to your own point
He'll deny your beliefs, persuations and clous
As he has another notion how it is going
He is clever enough, you'll be confused
In jig time he'll impose all his illusions
You'll lose the ideas to which you were used
Your world will crash down while this intrusion
Noone's absolutely right
Noone has the Book of Truth
But you're fixed on your mind, and what for?
And imagine there will come someone else
Who has ten times more sense than we have
Will we leave our dens to listen what he tells
Or will be concerved in each one's recess?
Will we exclaim that he is a fraudster
He's not the One, who've got solemn view
He's not the saint to admonish and foster
May be, he's just understood more than you?..
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