Is it strange for you? Is it what you wished to be(come)? What is strange for you? I am your moment of clarity Throu now and then and always The breath of misery on your back Throu now and then and always Escaping artists (We shall be) Still undecided on what is real Virtual God is fake when I am awake Virtual is real when she is near She's always here You'll see Manderlay when you're throu The prophet's dead there's only u You 'll see her fences torn in two (It's up to you) and me and you An inner faith runs us throu (Destroy this place) built it anew If nothing strange, if all is good Fucked up slave∙ Manderlay is you A slave with questions Is a slave upon thresholds