I'm not a liar; I'm a great deceiver.
I'll change your words with clever interpretation,
Make your brain believe your body's a ******,
Make wood and wetness your highest occupation.

This makes it tough to trust myself. I never
Knew gullible until I thought myself truthful.
And since I also can't trust you--whatever--
I'll teach you to be disloyal. Lies make youthful

Bliss complete, good or evil, harm
Or help, oppression or freedom, logical
Enough to make no sense. So let my charms
And conjurations please you to recall.

My beautiful lies leave truth surpassed.
If we believe them: happiness at last.