Wayward Daughter Paroles

For every saint, a wild marauder
And a beast in wait for heroes come
Child, seeking weakness tonight
The fang's boys floating by
The condemnation betrays the heavy conscience enraged
And blood is boiling for pain
The bitterness hauls the rain
And whips the flesh from the horse of justice served in due
cause
Cast not your stone at the wayward daughter
Lay down the gavel and the rope
If not for the low
I've got no water, no salvation we would know
Cast your eyes on visions broader
There's a beast in wait for heroes talk
Child, seeking weakness tonight
The fang's boys floating by
The condemnation betrays the heavy conscience enraged
And blood is boiling for pain
The bitterness hauls the rain
And whips the flesh from the horse of justice served in due
cause