Empath lyrics

To look into the souls of men

And know them for what they are

Those scoundrels believing sly

Those of goodness rare and divine

It is an existence tainted so

Easily mournful of malice known

Astonished by benolence still

Given without tangible reward

Their intentions though hidden

They are not so, made bare yet

A smoke screen easily dispersed

To expose true features masked

Bad souls fear the truth found

The good attracted to integrity

Their faith in humanity maintained

In a twinkling instance of faith