Lone Child

I don't like you much, I am like a wolf

I'm not full of your hate

I'm full of my grace, see here, my face

I am a king

See the empty stage, see there's nothing there

Save your ounce of despair

Your once wasted air, your devil may care

Poisonings

Lone child, born wild

No childish things

Lone child, born wild

No tribal strings

Lone child

I'll be moving on, creeping off the stage

I'll be tearing you out

Tearing you down, I'm growling now

In the wings

Lone child, born wild

No childish things

Lone child, born wild

No tribal strings