Текст песни Right Sir Blight

What's right keeps ripping the life from me But a heart keeps ticking inside Eyes keep driving the nails in through And keeps my mind occupied, it's all right Right sir blight Slipping into the dark of things My sick world's never been sound Lacerations, degenerating now Right sir blight Staring into a solemn fate Into a forest of blight Don't preach you're a saint till you're crucified Right sir blight What's right keeps ripping the life from me But a heart keeps ticking inside Don't preach you're a saint till you're crucified Right sir blight