Layers of lies
here we go again
first one, then two then three

Lies stacked like books in a library
as the web of deception is spun
for the Master of Lies they come so easily
yet he can't remember who to tell the next one

Rolling off his tongue as smooth as silk
believing every one he tells
what a sad life it is, all those half truths
no one buys what it is he sells…