Warth Child

Cursed, from the day of birth
To a life filled with pain
Everywhere I turn, everywhere I look
Hate stares at me
I don't know what I have done
But maybe I don't give a damn
So come on now throw hate at me
Come and test your luck

I am a Warth Child
But maybe I don't give a flying fuck

Brothers, they've stricken me
Scars decorate my back
Cast aside like an underdog
What is it that I lack
I don't know what I have done
But maybe I don't give a damn
You always took more than you gave
So hate me to my grave