Gheeá The Brand

made me a stranger to my home
to every street and every stone
my sore feet came to roam

i'm just a servant to my own indifference
useless
i'm just a slave to this reluctance
meaningless

you're just an angel in my sleep
soul of the youth i pray to keep
the loss for which i weep

i lost my face inside your game
and still it's me i have to blame
the only thing i gain
it's shame