Don't want to stay, just got to break away They've got me in these shackles from my wrists down to my ankles I still won't pray, to your god I'm a stray A heretic with morals plays no part in all your quarrels
You pray, to your deaf god.
And I see, what you do, fail to see me in you I see, what you do, fail to see me, failed to be free
You pray, to your deaf god.
Blood salts the earth Ever spilled since my birth
This whole shade's grey, the shine just rusts away They've got me in this stockade far beyond this endless blockade I still won't pray, to your god I'm a stray A heretic with standards who is done with walking backwards
You pray, to your deaf god.
And I see, what you do, fail to see me in you I see, what you do, fail to see me, failed to be free
You pray, to your deaf god.
Ever caught sight of your diseased reflection? Every imperfection of your pockmarked complexion Grinning through ground teeth no hope of redemption Your weight makes it hard to breathe my fists are bound so I can't thieve
You pray, to your deaf god.
And I see, what you do, fail to see me in you I see, what you do, fail to see me, failed to be freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
