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Who cares about the slanders of olden days? If today I say I’m willing to die for all man’s sins And I really, truly mean it Would you call me the savior of humanity? Would you call me the Blasphemous antichrist? Or would you crucify me for believing too much? I too am molded in His image you know Those poor ignorant martyrs couldn’t see I cannot see how much has changed It’s still the blind leading the blind I will proceed towards a hasty retreat I will be the nerd branded in silence In the circle of popular beliefs I will be the gay guy of non compliance With so called opinionated decrees I might be banished into the dark But uniquely, I’ll make stars And proudly call them my own

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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