Recluse i hide myself in the forest Because i don't follow the same way as them Because i'm a kind of monster, different inside Their rules and beliefs doesn't satisfy me Alone with myself and i To the forest i go Fresh wind, surrounded by mother nature Daytime looks like a paradise Night time, feels like a thrill ...we create all of these stories ourselves This planet still got many riddles Opium of people, these gods of tv, these new stars This delicious brainwashing... Noises and wind change, as sounds around All different, just like me I want to desecrate this, it desensitize me What i see in this society When they obliterate and then dominate Their way through power and mass control Holy scripts, verses of chaos into manipulated hands Satanic signs, reverse of this cross of torture, won't guide me Holy scripts, verses of chaos into manipulated hands Satanic signs, reverse of this cross of torture, won't guide me I don't belong to both of them, i don't feel pitiful without following A flock of sheep, i don't feel lost without one of your books I'll built my army, they will seep out and wade to this place I use my cauldron, and my spells,to do it They are here with iron jaws, ready to behead the real enemy They'll adorn your place with blood stains,and piece of scraps for pigs I won't come back as your queen, even as your god I'll let you free to make yourself, if it's not too late Alone you fear what you don't understand Coward, you'd rather being with your sheep friends To all of these mystery, no clear answers you got Alone in the darkness, you're scared ...are the heroes of this modern society Information and cultures are all open to you, sweet sheep Move your big ass to the library, and make yourself Don't let them make you a stupid stereotype!