Outcast کے بول

Hear the outcast speak Primality let loose on Prime time Hear the public verdict Nurturing/neurology And the definition's thin line Can rage be a son of mine Could a modern man like me bear Such a bad seed I endured crucifixion Their stone faces Then time kept the deathwatch I am cured Bless the soul that is carved in ice Nothing could melt faith away A remedy for all Abnormalities on ocean measures An altar boy volunteer and His feeble choir The cracked voices Toys Sing of redemption I endured crucifixion Their stone faces Then time kept the deathwatch I am cured Say hello to this son of mine Bred in a world that is promptly predefined Civilization soon learnt to build cages Monuments in the colour of Bleached bones To the logic And a burning wedge of insanity Traced through the cortex The smell of the mightiest weapon Laid bare to the naked skies Evolved in the warmness Of a breath contained life I endured crucifixion Their stone faces Then time kept the deathwatch I am cured