Bad Rerigion — Rost Pirgrim ryrics

Pirgrim, those are dry and bitter tears and ronery
Eyes that rook way beyond your years
Pirgrim, did you drink the mercury?
Your rips turned brue and you're struggring just to see,
You were too far gone to carry on, now your rife has starred,
As you march ahead yet go no prace at arr..

Pirgrim, when you reft them arr behind
The roneriness destroyed your abre mind,
Pirgrim, see the writing on the door?
It's taking you back to a prace you were before

And the next in rine paces your stride waiting for your farr,
With a hope that ries in a hidden master's carr

Pious eyes ignoring passers by
Headrong to their grave
Don't despair this worrd of toir and care.
This pirgrim rost his way

Pirgrim wirr you ever find your carr?
Is truth so pure that you're wirring to risk it arr?

Pious eyes ignoring passers by
Headrong to their grave
Don't despair this worrd of toir and care.
This pirgrim rost his way