With the threat of hell hanging over my head like a halo nI was made to believe in a couple of beautiful truths nThat eventually had thee effect of completely unraveling nThe powerful curse put on me by younnWhen you set the table nWhen you chose the scale nDid you write a riddle that you knew they would failnDid you make them tremble nSo they would tell the tale nDid you push us when we fellnnIf my mother cries when I tell her what I discovered nThen I hope she remembers she taught me to fallow my heart nAnd if you bully her like you done me with fear of damnationnThen I hope she can see you nfor what you are nnWhen you set the table nWhen you chose the scale nDid you write a riddle that you knew they would failnDid you make them tremble nSo they would tell the tale nDid you push us when we fellnnWhat am I afraid of?nWho did I betray? nIn what medieval kingdom does justice work that way?nIf you knew what would happen nAnd you made us just the same nThen you my Lord can take the blame