Vicious Crusade

With dismay you meet the rising dawn,
Tired of the endless roam,
You've lost your way and there is no return
To the place you long ago called home.
With a burnt out soul and broken will,
After years of pain you've suffered through,
With every freedom-loving breath they'd kill,
There's nothing left of the real you
CHORUS:
Blind to your pain, deaf to all the words you say,
Never even cared to take you as you are,
Crippling your life, treated you like nasty stray,
Refused to be their slave, you're labeled pariah.
Life has past, and all is gone,
And bleeding mind no longer cares,