Deserter

Alone, emotions running high, in fervour

Fully unaware of his one observer

Calling out to him in sudden bursts of particulars

Spoils of knowledge meant to be kept clandestine

Though you're not ready, the truth still comes out somehow

So brace yourself for ousted lead, because-

Shut up

All that you know

Has come from within

Strong winds of change

Will tear away all preconceptions

Perjurer

Charlatan

Deceiver

Sorcerer

All that I knew

What came from within

Strong winds of change

Have freed me

From burdens of misconception

All I can think to do is run

Is run