William holds his palm out proud   Upon the Bible, lays it down   And solemnly swears against it   That every word is true      Searching through the faceless crowd   In the hallowed auditorium   He sees that everyone is turned against him   And his endless pursuit      The saga that he spells out    Has mothers grabbing children   Grown men twisting mustaches    As priests smooth out their suits      But William hammers right along   And ignores the banging gavel of   The judges plea for order    In the chaos of the room      Outside my cell   There is an oak that grows   Through the fence line    And towards the sun      They built a barrier of barbs   Flush but against it's bark   And still it's burls unfurl   And the branch's strong      The silver thorns that hem in my hole   Snare me here through sun and snow   While barbs may scar    They cannot stop the mighty Oak      Burgeoning upward and out   This figure made out   The persistence that'd been made   Stopped by it's daggered escape route      Once it finally stands tall   The limbs will make the fence fall   The slowest getaway called    And the guard ever saw      The warden scratches his bald patches   Raise his arms in the air   And wonders how this happened   Despite his decades to prepare      In this I found the fate-   You'd see my sentence a mistake   Discharge me from this place   And reinstate me in your grace      The truth will set you free one day   My father promised me   But I'd never thought   The truth would come this way, quite honestly      William holds his palm out proud   Upon the Bible, lays it down   And solemnly swear against it   That every word is true      Searching through the faceless crowd   In the hallowed auditorium   He sees that everyone is turned against him   And his endless pursuit      If you'd a told me back then   That the words from my pen   Would end up bein' a pain of mine   I'd never change a damn thing      I'm so shocking to your ears   That the treaties you revere   Would suffer such assessment   At the status of _______      But I am more than well aware   Of how you all were unprepared   To stare into the sun   As it means to pick up on it's flares      Converted in question   And career upon the line   I suffer your reckless sanctions   With a clarity of mind      The charges that you lay   Against my character are faith full   And burden you with shame   When you face the gruesome paradise      And he knows as well as I   That the heralds can carol fight songs   The refrain rate's familiar   But the words just seem a tad wrong      God is just a breath away   He lives a kiss from your lips   With a message _____ _______   Drifts from mountains chiseled tips      So this is it   My suffer'n sings it's swan song   Suspicion sets me sovereign   From restriction of your sad bonds      You edit me from existence   For continuity   Where it will be always in your footsteps   To document your lunacy      William holds his palm out proud   Upon the Bible, lays it down   And solemnly swears against it   That every word is true      Searching through the faceless crowd   In the hallowed auditorium   He sees that everyone is turned against him   And his endless pursuit      The saga that he spells out    Has mothers grabbing children   Grown men twisting mustaches    As priests smooth out their suits      But William hammers right along   And ignores the banging gavel of   The judges plea for order    In the chaos of the room