This reality cripples us, leaves us mamed, our five physical phrophets lead us astray. Through my hatred i rise in flame, i swear to live another way To do what makes you happy, a simple vision, persecuted by every religion. A dog that will not chase the stick, institutionalised, then rehabilitated with a kick. Defects from the human production line, riddiculed, never given a chance to shine. I eludicate this point to you, are you kind? look again, ignorant and blind.