A child thats born in pain Kicked from the fireside Landing in obscurity Ill cry again Nine times Im bleeding In my purity Metranil Dreams of becoming a neon You dont even take him seriously How am I going to get to heaven When Im just balanced so precariously Fame takes down his clohes Looks for the smallest of inhabitants Hell, I suppose You know me I wasnt built for elegance Once I was pride Lived in the sweetest dream of foolishness Lines etvhed on my face Seek a path that never Begs its own redress Metranil Dreams of becoming a neon You dont even take him seriously How am I going to get to heaven When Im just balanced so precariously He was a brave man He was a brave man.