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i am me i am real free to part, in the game
but i qualify i never helped to write the rules
and if you see me acting strange please hurt me with your scorn
i not comply it's been the same since i was born

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

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

the disappearing sands of time are leaving us no
what deity would best describe the human race
has vanity dressed up our god in of man?
when selfishness and and lust are all we understand

what a true man feels defines the disease
after centuries his blindness be healed

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