While I bow at your feet and kiss your stinking toes
I still laugh behind your back when you leave the room
because I know
that all the power you posess
doesn\'t come close to the compassion
that you lack

I pretend that I like you just to get rid of you
because no matter how strong your allies stand
your days are running out
you are less than me
and nothing before I will be

you are older than me
I will always be younger than you
you will always give up before I do

I wont always bow at your feet
and falsly caress your hairy toes