His Word Is Not His Bond Lyrics

He lives in the wastes
Void of culture and taste
His eye on a prize beyond
His every word is in the right place
But his word is not his bond
His face is comely
His heart it bleeds
Yet it′s but a mantle he has donned
Mark him only by his deeds
For his word is not his bond

I'd love to take him
Out of his room
And gently break him
I′d love to see him dance

His protegé deals
In confusion and fog
Of power he is fond
Wheels within wheels
Like boss or like dog
His word is not his bond

I'm trying to swim
But I'm caught in the shallows
And I sense that I′ve been conned
Deliver him to the gallows
His word is not his bond
His word is not his bond