My visions come from a different place
I just don’t fit into this human race
One solitary being with nothing to lose
I live in a reality so different from you
I see the old and I can see the weak
And I see your sickness as we speak
I see your hate and I see your war
I see your money stuffed into the hoar
I see society wallowing in the mud
I pray for earthquakes and worship the flood
I don’t want nails in my wrists and feet
And I don’t want to live with your defeat