Why do you talk in such a peaceful, calm manner?
You seem so serine, like life doesn`t matter
But don`t you know that God`s love was shed, the representation of the red banner?
Why do thou not talk when I ask of this weirdness?
Very meanly, redness, purplish-ash, fur
All of these voices in side my head are a blur
I said I`d give you hand
You feel I`m weak as thou lo`ly sand
Frankensince, gold, and myrr
These were the gifts that were laid before my Savior
“Your Savior? Sure.”
Viking, Patriot, Indian, or Free
I tell you to look, don`t tell me you can`t see
But I`m telling you now
You are free as can be
Now though doeth not what a forsaken soul would say
Because there are not a single one left of those in our day