It has been long since he last saw
another human being
Now ll those memories
burst back in to the mind of the oucast

Despised and feared
he was
by the people
he lived with
a long time ago
They didn´t hear
his warnings
Now he is all that remains

He saw visions of death and fire
He dreamt of the town, of it´s people
The townsmen judged him a witch
And to exile he was sentenced.

Now he lives on what the land gives
Makes his home in the shelter of woods
From there he sees the blood-red sky
and hears the screams of pain.

"The outcast still lives
in this lonly despair
His mind is slowly shattered
by anger and grief"

He heads back to remains of the town
Not knowing if he shuld laugh or cry
As he sees the ruins and the dead fools
he lets the laughter come

"The outcast still lives
in this lonly despair
His mind is slowly shattered
by anger and grief"