Текст песни Pariah

Without a purpose, without a sound To bask in regard of the place I'm allowed to call my destined conclusion I have it all when I'm wrong Rust and blood paint the portrait you wrought Life as dirt I have it all when I am wrong Pariah, you'll cry out A fire to die out A war behind the flesh and bone to salve the sight of absent hopes A prayer rings throughout these halls and maims promise of healing