The Hardman

Delivered from hypocrisy
The currency of vice
Not deprived of virtue
By hateful avarice
Delivered not deprived
From acrid distain of truth
And wittless enfants uncouth
I am the hardman

A bas with slavery vile
A bas the totalist con
To be free, to be free
I am the hardman

When they come disguised
In clever words and stormy eyes
From the whoring muck
Where anonymous lies
Sowing seeds of division and quarrel
The deciding fulcrum
Reason must be applied
To dissuade this monstrous gnarl
We are that, on which we focus
When they come to mark us
Employ the fine art ferocious
Gaze the rose glass through

I am the hardman
A bas with slavery
A bas the totalist con
To be free, to be free
I am the hardman