we have no need to
tell you the truth
they whisper
(quietly, from the
shadows)
(we have no need for
honesty)
they whisper
(like
.c.o.w.a.r.d.s.)
we hold the
truth
(we see no reason to
give it up)
aristocrats
nobles
purebloods
we are
golden
(you should be,
too)
they tell
him
lies
disguised as
truths
you will be
like us
(or else)
they corrupt
everyone
we are not the liars
leave behind
dirt
filth
do you mean
mudbloods
and he is
sick
of it
so very very
sick
oh, dear regulus
one more lie
can't hurt
can it
so they
trick
persuade
convince
connive
and hate
but they say
just one more lie
(it's not deluding
yourself)
(not if you
enjoy it)
he
feels so
empty
we're so
sorry?
(except when we're
not)
well thank you for
nothing
he says
ungrateful boy
you don't
deserve us
he
he
he-
refuses
please?
you're
clever
one more lie,
golden boy
(how about
a lie for us all)