I suffer from an inhuman condition Almost empty of my empathy Whisper mantras for compassion I am losing the human in me Maybe my mother was a Hydra Maybe my father, Unseelie Maybe my family came from Lycia I can't deny the other creatures in me
I am not whole I am unkind I'm not like Eve But I feel fine My blood is not pure My body, untrue And I'd rather be breedless Than be like you
Too many people Too many signals Too many egos Too much greed Too many footprints Too much forgotten Too many luxuries disguised as needs
I fought with Adam In the garden I tried to warn him long ago Now in this strange world Who are the monsters? How can you tell? How will you know?
I am not whole I am unkind I'm not like Eve But I feel fine My blood is not pure My body, untrue And I'd rather be breedless Than be like you