Oh what terrible words I've heard.
Oh what terrible, wonderful words!
This could bring nations down;
Inner walls crumble without a sound
Oh what terrible words I've heard!

I could tell the king.
Save his breath, save his lineage.
And he'll owe me for my service
For the rest of my days!

I could tell the other side.
Ruin lives and wound some prides
Hold it over their heads
And make them beg.

Or, I could do nothing.
Let these words simmer and stir.
It's not as if they'll affect me,
I'm just the jester, after all, good sir.