Counterfeit king in the garden that he stole,
He's the outlaw with the diamonds in his eyes,
Like an angel of light, he'll seduce your wandering soul,
He's a master of the beautiful disguise.
He has reaped what he's sown in his fatal act of pride,
And he tumbled down like lightning from the sky,
And his only desire is to brand us just like him,
For in loving our own lives we're doomed to die,
We're doomed to die.
Now we're all out on a tightrope, too proud to think we'll fall,
You can choose the freedom of God's love or laugh and lose it all, oh, oh.
So beware of the words that he'll whisper to your heart,
For he'll burn you with his twisted tongue of fire,
And the song that he sings, it's like poison to the soul,
He's the counterfeit king and he's a liar,
He's just a liar, a beautiful liar, oh.
He's a beautiful liar,
He's a beautiful liar.