• There he stands in his corner of the world,
    In a field of blood-stained flowers, where he spins and twirls.
    He sings, "I've heard your lies,
    Now see it all through my eyes;
    Look who's talking, look who's talking now."

    "Catch me if you can-
    I don't believe I've met a man
    That can call me unholy (without reason, anyhow).
    They mock and they curse me,
    And all their words- they hurt me;
    But they'll get theirs, to them I give a bow."

    Now he cries, "Hear me, hear me out."
    They stop and turn around;
    And with the sweetest sadness in his eyes, he says,
    "I realize this world isn't all that bad,
    But could you do just one thing for me?
    Could you set this soul of mine free...?"