Open up your pretty blue eyes and tell me what you see
a liar, a cheat, a shadow festering and torn
or a desperate heathen fighting to be free?

I walk these streets, once with pride, now with a limp
once I could breathe the air and smile, now it stinks,
I don't want a God but I want his power
to turn the ashes blue and the flies to flowers

I'd rebirth the sun to its former brilliant matrimony
at ease with a crystal blue sky, pure harmony
purging the stench of pollution and decay
I'd bleed gold from all that is grey

you only know you're living when you've felt pain
not when you've amassed filth, fortune and fame
life was never meant to be easy, the dark days to rival the good
everyone has a hidden torture seething through their blood -

So open your eyes you beautiful creature
look past my scars, my sins, my horrific machinations and features

saviours aren't like the fairytales, your heroes now wear masks
for it's in perfection that the fat belly of evil basks.