On these clips, of a broken wing I transcend, then descended upon planet earth,
For, I have fallen from my place at the table with the righteous
And now, I must serve out my days as "MAN,"
In this prison of captivity they call a world
The same world I, once look down upon,
As if insects, Who scatter around each other
like you was not a creation of "HIM"
In your meaningless, materialistic "SKIN"
You hate and you hurt, drink, abuse, and, choose not to serve ''Him"
But "MAN" Still man leads you astray,
When in them you only trust,
They break you down, and scrape you up, like dust, "HUMANOID"
You failed the Holy Grail, with your dark skin and pale,
Because instead of "HIM, Your color you "HAIL,
So now you wear your color like "JAIL, Trying to break free,
Tanning, and bleaching, your white and black skin,
As you lust and you sin, I can see the devil from deep within,
So now he "WINS",
And caused, me to fall, because I once loved and believed in you all
So now I live as "MAN, in this filth, you call land and, doing the evil things that you do
But I still fucking hate you