Heathen کے بول

I'm born of the Sun Killing my time Taking a pull on a gun Stood out of line Missing the beats with my hair down Breathe in Breathe out Now, that's God Don't know if its heartache Or cosplay But I'm gone And it's understood Heathen Unclean son Heathen Godless one I painted my soul Harnessed the stars So it's alright if I die young It's all on the cards And night after night I've been Dreaming with the priestess for my cause Don't know if I'm high or schizotypal But I'm sure I am becoming someone Heathen Unclean son Heathen Godless one You've been frying your brain I am becoming someone I am becoming someone I am becoming someone I am becoming someone I am becoming someone I am becoming someone I am becoming someone I am becoming someone I am becoming someone I am becoming someone I am becoming As my mind falls away