♫ Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies.♫
“We have all heard the story of the Boy that Cried Wolf.”
“A cautionary tale of a boy who learnt the impact of tricking others and telling lies. By attempting to manipulate his situation for his own enjoyment, the boy spoiled the one thing that mattered most. Trust.”
“He would cry wolf and watch as villagers came running. But the more twisted his lies became, the more the truth became hidden. Eventually, they stopped believing him. When a true danger to present itself, ese, nobody listened.”
“Nobody cared, for they could no longer tell the truth from the little lies.”
“We all know how that story ended, the boy torn limb from limb when the wolf really did attack because nobody could tell the lies from the truth.”
♫ Oh, no, no you can’t disguise. ♫
“I find myself surrounded by songs of little lies.”
“I hear the tune of that song in the voice of John the Revelator. Shrouded in the subtle countermelody of desperation, for the door must be opened. He says it is calling us through these visions, but there is something more that he does not sing of. Little lies, tell me sweet little lies.”
“Is he like the boy that cried wolf, and I’ve been falling for his tricks all along?”
“Narcissa has always sung from her songbook of lies to gather her flock. She claims to know who the key is, and John believes her song and fanfare enough to consider her words. But I’ve done this dance with her before, and it always ends in bloodshed.”
“They sing the same tune you do, Japser Redgrave. Of trickery and deceit.”
“Your song has become more convoluted lately, amigo. For you are the boy that cried blood.”
“You have built your legacy on lies, deception and murder. There are those you have twisted around your little finger, they believe your song. CJ Thorpe would rather listen to your sweet little lies than his own family. But you claim that the blood is not on your hands when it comes to young Michaela.”
“Just like in our story, ese, it is not actually about the little lies at all. It is about whether people will still believe them when the wolf really attacks. It’s not about whether you killed Michaela or not. It is about whether Harold Attano thinks you killed her. It is about what you can prove.”
“And he’s not buying those lies any more.”
♫ No more broken hearts
We’re better off apart, let’s give it a try.Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies ♫
“The truth will out, Jasper Redgrave. You can’t disguise your lies.”
“My song comes for you this week, like the wolf came for that boy. I come to tear asunder. You’ll be like that little boy that cried wolf. Teared limb from limb, all the while pleading that this time it wasn’t your fault.”
“But it was. It is. It always is.”
“Tell me lies, Jasper Redgrave, and justice will be served for Michaela’s death, whether you killed her or not.”