And smells of expensive perfume
It is flying all over the roads
And is faster than one could assume.
Cause it’s driving a powerful car
With neverexhaustable fuel
And there are no signs or a bar
To stop it when it’s getting cruel
And it causes unstoppable flood
With its spellingly beautiful sound
It adores to dive into the mud
And to spread it with lust all around.
Lie possesses almightiest charm
and enchants with its pathos and flame,
But it’s ment not to care, but to harm
And to turn every grace into shame
But engulfed into its outrage
Lie is often too childish naive
It could not be kept in a cage,
But at least let's allow it to leave.