His paws are light on the desert sand
He isn't free as the wind
Overwhelmed his tourments never end
Now he's been left behind
Criticized by all this evil force
He preaches now on his own
Rejected from the faith he used to endorse
He's left into the unknown
Despaired he refused to chase the path of glory
Alone in the shadow of his gloom
Despaired he refused to chase the path of glory
As foreseen he's crawling to his doom
Against the horde who praises ignorance
The preacher's still standing tall
Roaming back and scream his dissidence
And make the curtains fall
Obliterated by the will of evil
Pierced by the krys of duck
The Sun declines and let the shadows in
Never absolved from his sins
Despaired he refused to chase the path of glory
Alone in the shadow of his gloom
Despaired he refused to chase the path of glory
As foreseen he's crawling to his doom
Lonesome preacher
Lonesome preacher
