Oswald:
I once met a proud knight,
Valiant and true.
He spoke with a rhythm,
A heart of gold,
He preached of heroism,
Adherence to code...
Yet, they always come...
He stunk of ink,
Blacker than my robes,
His taint was putrid,
His gusto a fraud,
The grossest of swine.
Yet I listened, and I smiled,
I smiled, and I smiled,
I knew who he really was.
He brought his coin.
His goal was no secret,
Absolution he sought,
I gave it to him, no matter when...
"...It is only human to commit a sin..."
I once met a young ember,
Ablaze and jubilant.
She spoke of power,
Her radiance quite strong,
Empowering her soul,
Her heat quite strong...
Alas, they always come...
She was covered in ash.
Powdered by sin,
Coated with guilt,
A phantom she was,
Consumed with husk.
Though I listened, and I smiled.
I smiled, and I smiled.
I knew who she really was.
She brought her coin.
Her goal was no secret,
Absolution she sought,
I grant it to her, no matter when...
"...It is only human to commit a sin..."
You speak to me,
And I speak to you.
You claim to be humbled,
You claim to be pure,
You claim to be true,
You claim to be just.
Indeed, you always come...
You boast.
You soil.
You lie.
You cheat.
However I listen, and I smile,
I smile, and I smile,
I know who you really are.
You've brought your coin.
Your goal is no secret,
Absolution you seek,
I grant it to you, no matter when...
"...It is only human to commit a sin..."