for centuries the box was guarded its gilded surface glowed like gold in the sunlight but blackened when night grasped the nation no one knew its true content although historians had contrived detailed descriptions of what was inside based upon archaeological remains but in reality those details were more myth than anything indeed one had to just believe what had been written and published in children’s indoctrination books those who challenged the faith were shunned and forced to live within the narrowest confines of the city or caged within prisons to protect society now one day after the box had been dropped a few observant people saw through the cracks that the box was empty
fly in me face fly on me head fly in me face fly on me head well i hope de fly don’t come out and land on me head tonight well i went out to de debate and i’m feelin’ a little spaced and i sit down at the stage desk and a fly lands on me head well de fly come down from de farm you see he wait just off stage when he hear that i’m telling a lot of bull de fly land on me head fly on me head fly on me head well i hope de fly he don’t come out and land on me head tonight de fly he like foul things all the children know that what i need to know from de lord is how you get de truth from liars they say liars never win and truth will show all sins but what i am afraid of is that he got another plan to hide more things…
Based on De Bat (Fly In Me Face)” a song from Carly Simon’
always fragile and weak but there had always been someone there offering care and nursing its need for light but gold gilded words deflected the light and democracy began to die without the light of truth
death’s fallen angels always spoke lies saying they’re mistreated and unfairly judged claiming that truth is but falsehood calling on men to protect them
