The Jester

[Verse 1]

The jester knows his place

To entertain your grace

Shackled by a chain

Using breath to make a flame

And it burns

And it burns

A fool or a mage?

The use of masquerade

In the castle walls forty feet tall before the use spades

Or the ace up his sleeve

[Chorus]

You are perfect cannon-fodder for their games

Feed you to the gators, they'll enjoy you, they're depraved

[Verse 2]

In a world of kings and queens

Where laughter rеigns supreme

Therе's a jolly jester jiving and performing like a dream

And he dances

And he twirls

With a smile upon his face

Bringing joy and merriment

His jokes are sharp, his wit is keen, a jest for every need

But underneath

The painted face

[Chorus]

Is a heart that

Truly, truly bleeds

For though this wretch of a being brings blithe

There's a sadness in his eyes, oh

[Verse 3]

Yearning for acceptance

Underneath the painted guise

Still he jests and frolics, bringing joy to all their lives

But in a world

Of chaos

He's a light that

Never will retreat

[Chorus]

For though this wretch of a being brings blithe

There's a sadness in his eyes

You are perfect cannon fodder for their games

He's a heart that

Truly, truly bleeds

Truly, truly bleeds