Ten layers behind your exterior
Hides a wicked soul
Craving to be superior
To put us under control
You abominate others’ glee
And wish for their misery
But you never let them see
Your act of hypocrisy
Deceitful uneven smiles
With candid countenance
Make it difficult to descry
All your hidden evil plans
Conceal not your iniquity
Display not your fake mercy
Divulge your true vile colors
Throw away those covers
Better quit playing innocent
You are no saint
