Orphanaged and misplaced
My days are filled with blood and pain
To fear the rod, life in distrust
Lessons learned, is this just
Sweet taste of death
Again and again
Forbidden taste
To end it all
No poultry shepherd, no errand boy
My body's beaten to the bone
Am I to pay for my sins
My heart's as heavy as a stone
I fall into the grave
My death will come
I'm broken, hope there is none
Tormented by the pangs of conscious
Little to live for but punishment
Will poison save me from what's to come
No bitter taste, could this be wrong
Your home and ground will burn
Poverty, your fate
Your sorrow, my gift
From beyond my grave