The limits of language in relation to the exploration of nature, the mind, and life as such:

How does one paint a song for someone who is deaf and has never heard music before?

Immune to their projections

We don't need no lies
even in a fight
although opposed
we overcome
we dont need no lies

We don't fear at all
even in the dark,
through evil days
and evil nights
evil is alright

They're saying we don't care at all
why then prove them wrong
they point & blame
And curse our ways
They say evil is our name