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i am me i am real free to take part, in the
but i don't qualify i never helped to write the
and if you see me acting strange don't hurt me with your scorn
i will not comply been the same since i was born

the of the mystics is the devil's own disguise
his fingers flick the tarot keep weak ones mesmerized
what twisted minds hide behind the cult of living death
man and nature so defiled white with hawkish head

what a true man feels defines the world's
after his blindness can't be healed

the disappearing sands of are leaving us no trace
what deity would describe the mighty human race
has vanity up our god in likenesses of man?
when and greed and lust are all we understand

what a true man feels defines the disease
after centuries his can't be healed

i can't philosophize with you you don't see the things i do
you don't think beyond the fringe of this tiny world in
see me dancing on clouds hear me out loud
true believers, jesus freakers, heaven in your
self relying, sanctifying, help me
eye of the needle, free the people in the desert
meek inherit, won't share it, rulers of the sand