Pariah's Path کے بول

Accursed for ever and driven to exile Thou shalt be punished, for deeds of death The earth shall not yield thee, of her fruits By thy hands her soil stained, with proud men's blood! The green land, shall withhold from thee Her beauty and delights In sadness and dishonour Shalt thou, depart from thy home! As thou hast slain thy brother Loathed of thy kin A lowly pariah Shalt wander the earth! Look not for pity, in this world For thou are lost in love and favour Weary the ways you must wander In dread and of woe! Whenever one shall meet you In your guilt, near or far By his hate reminded Of his brother's death! His life was shed So thou art scourgest And thou must go Away from all men's sight!