Why burn the noble hypocrite?
We are all actors on a stage.
Every person has a script,
a part that they must play.

And who am I to judge a life
or question one's intent?
When every judgement's based upon
some rules that I invent?

When every motive's guessed in a
descent from fact to faith,
a projection of another
into our perceptive space,

Should this decide who we'll destroy,
or help upon their way?
Why burn the noble hypocrite?
Is his just a different stage?