12.The Sentinel
I'm not a Buddha boy
I'm not a Muslim man
Not a Christian or a Jew
I'm not a Mormon freak
I'm not a Catholic geek
And I'm nothing at all like you
My mind, my heart, my soul is calm
While I sit here sodering my C-2 bomb
Got some wires crossed in my twisted head
Connect the green wire here, or was it red？
'Cause it's my fate
I operate on hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
I go by many other names, but now
I am the sentinel
I want the world to know
I'm sending you all to hell
I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow
There's something disturbing going on in my turban
I'm home, home on de range
I feel my meditation so deep within
While my medication's kicking in
'Cause it's my fate
I operate on hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
I go by many other names, but now
I am the sentinel
I want the world to know
I'm sending you all to hell
I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow
I am the sentinel
I want the world to know
I'm sending you all to hell
I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow
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