Do I deserve to be damned? Why do you all hate me so? Are you afraid of me being different? Which is the real misfit?
Hey, god, the world that you created Is so disgusting, you see. There is no place for people like me, No solace for those who can think.
How could Your creatures be that hateful? The ones that were supposed to be The copies of You made of blood and flesh? Does that mean hate fill you too?
In my domain there is no ugly, No outcasts and no misfits, No one is judged by his possessions, It’s safe and blessed, with no people…
My shelter lies deep in the dark wood. Here I belong, I can be me. You won't believe animals are more human Than anyone I've ever seen.