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YOU STAND AT THE PULPIT, DRESSED TO IMPRESS, WITH YOUR CONGREGATION FOOLED. YOU MAY HAVE LEARNED TO PLAY THE GAME, BUT YOUâVE FORGOTTEN NOTHING TRULY GOES UNSEEN. I KNOW YOUâVE CHOSEN TO IGNORE CONVICTION. A STEADY HAND; FAUX SMILES KEEP IT HIDDEN. THIS WONâT LAST. YOU MAY HAVE LEARNED TO PLAY THE GAME, BUT NOTHING GOES UNSEEN. I KNOW YOUâVE CHOSEN TO IGNORE CONVICTION. A STEADY HAND; FAUX SMILES KEEP IT HIDDEN. YOUR WORDS ARE LACED; THEY ARE POISON. YOUR ACTIONS SHOW WHO YOU TRULY ARE. THIS IS THE PRICE OF WHAT YOUâVE ALWAYS WANTED; WHAT SELFISHNESS BRINGS. YOUR FINAL CALL â THE MEANS TO AN END. WHAT WENT WRONG? NOW AS THE DOORS TO ALL YOUR DREAMS â TO YOUR AMBITIONS SLAM SHUT, DO YOU FEEL FEAR AT ALL? YOUR WORDS ARE LACED; THEY ARE POISON. YOUR ACTIONS REVEAL YOUR TRUE FACE.