i am me i am real free to take part, in the game

but i don't qualify i never helped to write the rules

and if you see me acting strange please don't hurt me with your scorn

i will not comply it's been the same since i was born



the wisdom of the mystics is the devil's own disguise

his fingers flick the tarot deck keep weak ones mesmerized

what twisted minds would hide behind the cult of living death

man and nature so defiled white dove with hawkish head



what a true man feels defines the world's disease

after centuries his blindness can't be healed



the disappearing sands of time are leaving us no trace

what deity would best describe the mighty human race

has vanity dressed up our god in likenesses of man?

when selfishness and greed and lust are all we understand



what a true man feels defines the world's disease

after centuries his blindness can't be healed



i can't philosophize with you when you don't see the things i do

you don't think beyond the fringe of this tiny world you're in

see me dancing on clouds hear me thinking out loud

true believers, jesus freakers, heaven in your hand

self relying, sanctifying, help me understand

eye of the needle, free the people in the desert land

meek inherit, they won't share it, rulers of the sand