As you look at me from the sky
I was born a broken man
I questioned their beliefs
Cast into the forsaken land
When the heat burns too strong
And you go thirsty for so long
Debris from the holy city
Hallucinations so pretty
They will never take it
The truth will soon amaze
I need light from the precious
The almighty sweet
I keep walking day and night
And I can finally see the light
A great shrine where the knowledge lays
The tale of the blueberry muffin haze
I saw the writings on the wall
The short will grow to tall
I condemn them all
I will burn them all
Faking, building their stories on lies
But I've got the truth, I know which way to fly
The tale, the tale of the muffin will rise
A new following for all humans, lizards and mice