You say there is no honesty, endure that everyone lies
Truth offends, so hide it, it happens all the time.
Don’t be hurt when your friends are less then true
It’s the way it’s always been, there’s nothing you can do.

I cannot deny that lies abound, as well as hate and spite
but just because that is so, does it make it right?
What good is honor if one does not stand for what is true?
How is one chivalrous if they can merely pick and choose?

If lies are all there is … and truth is something earned
then why trust the light, when all it shall do is burn?
If pain is what I can expect from enemy and friend
then life is pain, a pain that will never ever end.

Will honesty become nothing more than just another myth?
If there is no loyalty, then it truly does not exsist.
How much must be destroyed, how much must we forget
until we realize that there is more than chaos would suggest.

When truth is nothing more then burned ash upon the wind
what dies next, what will be repressed in our apathetic grip?
Will love fade away, our faith be lost or will hope just disappear?
For there doesn’t seem too much cause for man to keep them near.