what did you do little clown
from his neck the walls are bleeding brown
we'll make them follow with the blue and then the green
taken by the jokerkind and his own bow
last will be the brightest red you've ever seen
I rotted little holes in all my flaws
I and also I will be your gods
tear down the lies, little trolls
now I see the flaws I see the holes
I see the flaws I see the holes