Paroles de Witness

In his treacherous witness He told lies to the judge, I suppose About our own shyness To come the end, he was close I imagine the perfect sight To deny that decease will soothe Those uneasy hearts in that night To sleep tranquil and not moody For my right of complain For my blood stain For I am the rejected person My life was made and gone I don't want my family barred In the heaven's door Because I pay the ticket To be pure and whore For my right of complain For my blood stain For I am the rejected person My life was made and gone I run in circles every moment To find the labyrinth outlet But I'm calling you to help The brain's set For my right of complain For my blood stain For I am the rejected person My life was made and gone But now I go home