You ask me these questions I've asked myself for years After all this to find This saviour of mine A peer Down dangled cord of feather As the bellows of Jacob sung Bidded, I climb each tattered rung Is this home? Is this heaven's gift to man? Make me a child Rid me a father Rid me a man! To emerge from this flesh To be born To violate law – to be unplanned ♪ Why me? ♪ Fresh faced Bright eyed A believer A follower of yours beaten to the ground Her blouse fell to the floor Before she could let out her roar I stumbled upon this universe It's catered and fit for me Its beauty I'm yet to see Is this home? Is this heaven's gift to man? I said, man ♪ Blood and pus coat these walls And I'm ripped out with a glove ♪ Was I plucked out by the one above? Or just a product of this rape? ♪ What is this place you call my home? You call this my home, what is this place? Father!