I'm not a Buddha boy   I'm not a Muslim man   I'm 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 sauteriing 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)   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 the 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)   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