kayro

I was born of the womb of a poisonous man
Beaten and broken and chased from the land
But I rise up above it, high up above it and see

I was hung from the tree made of tongues of the weak
The branches, the bones of the liars and thieves
Rise up above it, high up above it and see

Pray to your god, open your heart
Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark
Cover your eyes, the devil's inside