Can i feed you, when youre hungry
Can i calm you, when youre angry
Can i heal and keep it real
Can i be rich and say, poverty is my pride?
I see roses dying, children growing up and dying
Beautifull men going down the drain
Pure hearts turning vain
Washed down with rain
As if it never happened
Can i turn coal into gold?
And turn poison into water of life?
I will not battle, because i dont accept you as a monster
I shall not opose evil, and feed it
I shall not rely on anything to need it
Feel me like something out of this world
Something not from this mold
Something you never thought of  
I am new kind of force
Not going with rythms of human heart
Im my own art
seeing foolishness in what you think is very important