My Dying Bride

My Dying Bride
The Stance Of Evander Sinque

Would they listen to the crazy man
Would they help him to his end
He was a tall man, pale skin and broken back
And no-one knew him, though he was genius
They feared him, locked him away
And in silence would he pray

He lived alone, though many voices spoke
He found peace, in his little world
So they beat him, to his end
He lays forgotten
Dead skin and broken neck
And no-one knew him
Though he was genius

Who was he, that crazy man
Just a loser, to the end

OptimusPrime

Submitted by OptimusPrime at Thu 14 Aug, 2003 11:06 pm

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Language: English

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