What did you do, little clown? From his neck the walls are bleeding brown Soon the blue to follow then the green Last will be the brightest red you've seen 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 (I see the holes) Did you forget I was here? Everything you never thought to fear Did you mistake me for tame? Brother, things will never be the same Things will never be the same I am the Bard, I sing of Rage I sing of Rage I sing I sang it to the Heir, the Rogue and Page The Rogue and Page Page Page