Who am I?    Who do you say I am?    As I hobble on to the land of the dull...   Wings or wheels, wings or wheels?    Now I'm like a silly boy   Now I'm like the Wandering Jew   He goes on, but I linger   The rain makes...      Scythes   And the oil staggers   Over waters   Blue sky may stay   Blue sky or grey   And the rain falls   On life   On life   On life   On life   On life      And once you go beyond   Once you go beyond   The line between   Human   And inhuman   Disappears   Disappears   Disappears...      How the trees stand   Oh how the wind strives   And people to bend   Are we left with nothing?   A Cross appears   Between the horns   Of a stag   And burning light   Blinds the hunter   And firstly I stood proud   Fuelled by white and beast   Then bowed till I...   Almost broken   A row of Christ’s   Stare down on me   And their several likenesses   Flame and torch my walls   Othal, odal bloody   Then scared and scabbed      Who am I?   Who do you say I am?   As I hobble on   To the land of the dull   Wings or wheels   Wings or wheels   Now I'm like a silly boy   Now I'm like a Wandering Jew   And he goes on   And thus I linger   And anyway   People die   And anyway   People die...