How easy it is to fall in love with the knight in shining armor from the land of words
He will sweep you away on his steed named Promises,
Of appreciation and sincerity
But never forget that his armor will eventually come off

And all that will be left is the man born from the land of dishonesty
Who grew up with men who were
Enemies of integrity and action

His steed, Promises, is fast
he will run away when he feels threatened
When there is nothing left for himself
And he will take the knight, oh knight in shining armor when he goes

He will be long gone before night ends and the moon's light no longer glistens against his armor
He will be just the reflection of a reflection of the Sun
On
a suit of cold steel
That's all he really ever was.