Sit me in the dark chair
turn on just one light.
Wait for the wind to come, and then start to lie.

Prepare everything, you're wise.
You, master.
You, clever.

Tell me more, I want more.
With details, with blood.

Scare me, let the sadness come to me.
I'll foolishly believe you, that's why I'm here.

Ones have told me right, and you've told me left.
Show me your heart, and tell me nothing is for real.

But sudden surprise it isn't, I knew it could be somehow.
But just tell me something, why did you have to lie?

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