The Eyes That Burn the False [ENG]

Written by John Paul Bantigue Corin & The Unfinished (feat. EU) | Corin & US BMI • IPI/CAE 01366401460 © 2025 John Paul Bantigue ℗ 2025 John Paul Bantigue • JP Bantigue Records jpbbantigue.com Court of Masks album: https://suno.com/playlist/b08dd599-b196-4425-81c3-b84f3b3e3eac Truth answers only when called without fear. I walk where silence kneels to light, where shadows yield their hidden blight. The Court may trade in veils and lies, but none escape my seeking eyes. A steady breath, a sharpened grace— I stain the air with honest trace. For every truth the dark conceals unravels once my gaze reveals. Step forward softly— let your mask withdraw. No word you speak can bend a sacred law. Your lies grow fragile when the chamber draws them near. The room grows smaller as the truth begins to clear. No mask can bind you, no oath can disappear— for all is seen before my gaze… I am the Inquisitor. A trembling oath, a shifting tongue— I hear the tale before it's sung. Your pulse betrays what words deny; your silence tells me where you lie. No crown can shield the hidden mark, no whisper hides within the dark. For I was shaped to strip away the masks the Court wears day by day. Let judgment gather— let your past unfold. Truth walks beside me, unyielding, clear, and cold. Your lies grow fragile when the chamber draws them near. The room grows smaller as the truth begins to clear. No mask can bind you, no oath can disappear— for all is seen before my gaze… I am the Inquisitor. Confess your burden— let the weight be seen. The soul grows steady when its fractures meet the clean. Your lies grow fragile when the chamber draws them near. The room grows smaller as your truth becomes sincere. No mask can save you, no vow can interfere— for none escape the light I raise… I am the Inquisitor. (…speak truly.)