Bastards Born

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