Are you going to let me in? Are you going to let me out? Their is this thing that looks like a ring in the fact that it is round Your never going to believe what I say or about how it sounds The people that I love to hate and hate to love live inside The ones that are left outside are the ones that have been denied What can I say? What I can I say to the other ones that are here? What can I say to the other ones that seem to be getting near? Who am I to be the leader of this wretched place? Who am I? The remainder, leftover human race In! I'm coming in! Inside you! Knocking at the circles face The knock resonates and creates but it's never heard gone no trace Did you get a taste? It was the human race Are you going to let me in? Let me in please!