Текст песни Branded

Lord above, lord below Here in the middle i stand alone Through the mud, sweat and fears I would be nothing without your care Caring for my seared flesh No disgrace in letting go Set them high before me Traveling through the next adventure And wonder whose hand's on the master control Gave it hell You get what you give Gave it hell I did what i did short of selling my soul Was tom to pieces Lorn to pieces in what i believed Torn to pieces in what i believed Torn to pieces Gave me hell I expected nothing less All contained within the hemispheres But my brain has been branded since the early years So grant me no wishes from below Consider me branded; consider me rogue Branded for life