Corrosion Of Conformity

Here we stand before the call, accused of fire
It's too cold and you're to old or me it's time to expire
Serve to see of what could be
Burn the freak and set him free
Outta sight, outta sight, outta time
And you're way outta line
They cool the tongue to tame to flame
We burn the soul and still remain
They freeze the tongue to stay the same, control me...
Cast the stone when in Rome
Thick as a brick the lambs alone
Bend the knee but don't you pray for me 'cause I fly for free
Findin' fame without a name
Holy sound and no sustain
Outta sight, outta sight, outta time