With the threat of hell hanging over my head like a halo I was made to believe in a couple of beautiful truths That eventually had thee effect of completely unraveling The powerful curse put on me by you
When you set the table When you chose the scale Did you write a riddle that you knew they would fail Did you make them tremble So they would tell the tale Did you push us when we fell
If my mother cries when I tell her what I discovered Then I hope she remembers she taught me to fallow my heart And if you bully her like you done me with fear of damnation Then I hope she can see you for what you are
When you set the table When you chose the scale Did you write a riddle that you knew they would fail Did you make them tremble So they would tell the tale Did you push us when we fell
What am I afraid of? Who did I betray? In what medieval kingdom does justice work that way? If you knew what would happen And you made us just the same Then you my Lord can take the blame
