I almost shed a tear today,
And that was for a guy...

Humility is for the weak!
To hide behind a cross for the pious...

Not sure how I feel right now,
Because this is kinda weird...

Without one single thought of self,
And for others I would not care...

When you were no more than a thought,
You were simply just than an egg...

I feel somewhere I lost my passion,
That something inside was gone...

Free me from this pathetic mortal bond,
Each choice I make is mine...

That orange flashing light
May not be blue or red...

It's kinda starting to work on me
The effects of our mortality...

So standing here feeling lost, once again I fade...
Everyone around me vanishes and I silently slip...

Joan of Ark you never were
God intended something more...

Once there was a kind little boy,
Who grew to be adolescent...