Songtext von Scarecrow

Perhaps I'm bat out of hell A soul with no ligth, searching for a sell The creature God really wanted to forget A forgotten soldier without wars Look at my face Dýa think God made me resembling him at all No! Say no My gods called man My lonely arms embrace the fields The fields, sweet purgatory I'm the owner oh the fields Were men have planted loneliness The scarecrow I'm the scarecrow Fucking the scarecrow A lost soul, imprisioned in a fake body Scarecrow I'm the scarecrow No Coward Lion on my way I'm the scarecrow Scarecrow No girl called Dorothy and no Tin Man And fuck damy yellow brick road for me to take I'm the scarecrow I've got no pain, I've got no God I'm the thing that makes a kid Cover his face with the hands In the hole were my eyes wold be In its botton lies a lith If you look closely I'll be in you and you and you'll be in me Alone, imprisioned Alone, imprisioned Alone, I'me the owner oh these fields Scarecrow