Pariah

n acid-bath
 For sloganeers
 Who have sent their lambs
 To the slaughter
 Never mindful
 Of wayward kin
 Who would sell their souls
 For a quarter
 I've been on the other side
 In the darkness
 The gunshots echo
 And wine won't stifle
 Their bastard pride
 Torches burning
 Their numbers growing
 With ill-intent
 As they prowl the night
 I----------
 I've been on the other side
 Walking sick sick
 They walking the town
 Walking sick sick
 They walking the town
 Walking sick sick
 They walking the town
 Walking sick sick
 They walking the town
 Call the man
 Who will lead the clan
 An avenging angel
 Unhallowed tone
 Baron Samedi
 As only saviour
 Disturbed from slumber
 To walk alone
 I----------
 I've been on the other side
 Walking sick sick
 They walking the town
 Walking sick sick
 They walking the town
 Walking sick sick
 They walking the town
 Walking sick sick
 They walking the town