Guileless son, your spirit will hate her;
The flower who married my brother the traitor.
And you will expose his puppet behaviour,
For you are the proof of how he betrayed her.
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty,
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, only to me...
Guileless son,
I'll shape your belief
And you'll always know that your father's a thief,
And you won't understand the cause of your grief,
But you'll always follow the voices beneath.