an excellent hero

the face on the cover is not what sells the book
the story it tells is simply not what matters
there's something though in his experienced look

what he was once we know the road that he forsook
now we accept there were no golden platters
the face on the cover is not what sells the book

the tale now seems complex to tell hero from crook
we're not able now to do without being mad as hatters
there's something through in his experienced look

the enemy's no more to speak hate's now mistook
for the energy it was then as long as the portrait flatters
the face on the cover is not what sells the book

when seen in death the casket hid the hand that shook
the adversary's and there's no word now that shatters
there's something though in his experienced look

what's left's only the intro message we call it the hook
that draws them in the smile that always flatters
the face on the cover is not what sells the book
there's something though in his experienced look