Crazed-and-Insane

I speak to you truths, those young ones tell lies. But you do not see it; blind are your eyes. So now you misjudge, I plead to no man, but you love it don't you? My fate in your hands... I say I'll confess, to praising the dark, but it's not enough, you now want my heart. As if I'd accept it! The ultimate shame! A harsh desecration cast down on my name! So here I do stand, with this document... And now it's in pieces, I feel no lament. I gave you my honor, my soul you have kept! I've given my shame, my lover, she wept! I tell to you preachers, to all you adept, do not take my name, it's all I have left.