Byzantine - The Rat Eaters lyrics

Oh God I feel I have lost my flock We are scattered and without reason There is no strength in our stock The wolves pick up on our weak scent Trapped by a system that heralds discrimination Underneath an unclean sun your caste will be revealed Wallow in servility your branded the Musahar Toiling while the hours pa** so slowly like drifting dust Held by laws obscene by all is our unfortunate gift to the world Victims of a religion that blackens me as my neighbors' slave Bodies filled with poverty burns slow above the fire Violence from the provocation of shadows touching higher castes Oh God I feel I have lost my flock We are scattered and without reason There is no strength in our stock The wolves pick up on our scent Inside on hallowed sins I pray To save me from this world that wants to commit suicide [Solo: Tony] Inside on hallowed sins I pray To save me from this world that wants to commit suicide Oh God I feel I have lost my flock We are scattered and without reason There is no strength in our stock The wolves pick up on our weak scent