Samson - Hunted lyrics

Following my food home,

Hunting around for some real life,

Don't want to know where any fool knows

Nobody understands me,

Don't talk to me I can't see,

You?re nailing my brain to a tree,

Why can't you just let me be.

If I wrote these words on paper,

You would strangle them in your hands,

Then sail on in your burning boats,

Into you promised land