Take off your feathers of lies, set them alight
Like all your saints have done
Shake out the wicked inside, watch it collide
And soon you will become divine

But can I be a little evil, sometimes?
Can I fake a smiling ego, when I’m not fine?
Can I doubt that we are equal, and both right?
Cause I don’t see like you
And I feel evil sometimes

Watch all your fellow birds fly
Let them soar high
‘Cause waiting home is fun
Dry your tears shed for all you loved and lost
‘Cause one day you’ll be praying with the gods