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i am me i am real to take part, in the game
but i don't qualify i helped to write the rules
and if you see me acting strange please hurt me with your scorn
i will not it's been the same since i was born

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

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

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

what a true man feels the world's disease
after centuries his blindness can't be

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