an afternoon walk through the park i keep to the shadows until it s dark i am not educated nor free of sin i carry thoughts of giving in there is a void surrounding me no sound and in the black i can not see there is a chasm between you and me you have no face no body no words to speak there is a wickedness in me i can t seem to make it go away i am a spiritual leper but i can see a flock of believers gone astray there s eternal night in my gaze i m cast out and i am not like you find my way on through the haze i m liquefied in a strange brew an early morn walk through the park i look to the sun when it s cold and stark i blend with the crows of robot minds never a leader i am always behind a voice through the rain tells me i m here a glance from a veil brings me to tears a voice through the rain tells me i m here a glance from a veil brings me to tears a voice through the rain tells me i m here a glance from a veil brings me to tears a voice through the rain tells me i m here a glance from a veil brings me to tears1