You are hardly alive
Your words are not by you owned
It’s like you pollute to survive
Unchangingly stoned
One below another
Falsehoods are told
Procreator or brother
You shed fool’s gold
Is it a chair or a throne?
Is it a chair or a throne?
False idol
What’s it like to be an ornament?
It must be cold
It must be empty
Is that what it’s like to be an ornament?
To the one who oppressed us
It’s time to wipe this slate clean
But if you misrecollect me
You are so deceitful to yourself
You are a false idol
What’s it like to be an ornament?
It must be cold
It must be empty
Is that what it’s like to be an ornament?
To be an ornament
You’re the one who said ‘learn'
You’re the one who said
You’re the one who said ‘learn'
You’re the one who said
So misguided
So mislead
You are a false idol
What’s it like to be an ornament?
It must be cold
It must be empty
Is that what it’s like?
Is that what it’s like?
Do you recite before you to say your piece?
Close the curtain ere the man we knew becomes deceased.