Outcast کے بول

You are outcast, nobody needs you A person passing by will not stech you a hand A scream for help - into the space The life into the space You are outcast, you are not need anymore Everyday driving yourself in the corner Of you happiness, sweet dreams You didn't notice the temple, dirty in mud, Which the late has written for happiness Finding yourself at the cemetery of broken fates You lie down in your tomb humbly. You are outcast, nobody needs you Now everything is beside Everything is not need.