Sweet, aimless wander Unafraid, far away from sacred pastures Years have gone by You’re looking quite well, though a little haggard Glad to be away from a hateful herd Spewing words that always aim to hurt
“You’re just a lone sheep covered in the devil’s black wool, strolling towards a place that’s eternally cruel
Oh, what a shame it is that you’re so far away”
I’ve found what I wanted Found what I needed Without your Lord
I’ve found what I wanted Found what I needed Without your Lord