(Chris DeGarmo, Geoff Tate)
    Beating with life you promised life,
  security, happiness.
  Unfortunate son cornered,
  cowering in the pit of
  circling panes of glass that
  surround and reveal the ever present "It".
    "It" is my move, my every look,
  interpreting gestures,
  informing others
  what's undercover and
  lurking beneath my mask
  of this year's featured model.
  Is this too much?
  Close your eyes.
  Care to look inside? I AM I!
    What may appear
  might easily be explained,
  but given the situation
  of info saturation,
  what you feel can never go away.
    Steering perception? I AM!
  Inviting contradiction? I AM!
  It's my insistence
  you keep your distance
  from the glare behind my stare.
  So this is the way
  the game is played.
  You can leave now. . .
  but I think you'll stay. I am I!