All support the system of denied hypocrisy Blackened auras justify the selling out of dignity Set the stage, manipulation the double-dealers sow Kiss of Judas on my soul Look out below Bitter winds are blowing Freeze the rain upon your back It's so hard to walk alone in constant fear of their attack But never mind the barking, for their rotten teeth can't bite Affectation and decay devour from inside Pretense and imitation Birthright of all alive Some reek of ostentation Knowing they'll never thrive Dissimulations posturing behind your cloak The shameless hands embracing you in facade then slit your throat Double-dealer from the gutter Double-dealer from the mire Take a good, hard look at me now living out what you desire Underhanded cunning, bastardized duplicity Leave a bitter taste behind, afterbirth of treachery Circumvent the subterfuge with vengeance and disdain Put your boots and jackets on and brave the rain