Wiseman

Wiseman closes mouth Madman closes fist Young man shows his age Judge man named it sin Bad man don't exist, no No evil man exists Good man don't exist, no No righteous man exists Sad man cannot cry In place where man can see Never witnessed father weep This old man thought it weak But strong man don't exist No undying man exists Weak man don't exist, no Just flesh and blood exists But your mother would be proud of you I bet your mother would be proud of you The beast will crawl this earth Then fall in the dirt to feed the crows They'll rip apart his flesh 'Til all that's left is glorious bone So you'll bury your own Too vain You saw it unfold What you know And you claimed all you could hold Until death did you part from the mess you made I bet your mother would be proud of you I bet your mother would be proud of you Primate sharpens tool To survive and thrive in the jungle Maybe hearts were made to pump blood Maybe lungs were made for flood I won't blunt my blade for cut these chains Rather let my limbs be dragged through mud You're my brother but your eyes are cold You're my sister but your womb is bare I bet our mother would be proud of you (you, you, you) I bet our mother would be proud of you (Our mother would be proud) Bad man don't exist No evil man exists I know good man don't exist No righteous man exists Strong man don't exist No undying man exists Weak man don't exist No, just flesh and blood exists You, you, you You, you Ooh I bet your mother would be proud, ohh I bet your mother would be proud, ooh