They put on disguises today
To hide the scarlet letters
That each of us has put so far away
In this which trial
Modern day
Despite this it seems that the powers be
Have decided who I am
And who I will be
Who I am who I’ll be
Has been decided for me
And they don’t even know me
As they pounded in the stake
I thought I heard them say
“Become like us or you will be slain”
You can’t tell me who I am