Текст песни The Stance Of Evander Sinque

He was a poor man, though he was genius
Would they listen to this crazy man
Would they help him to his end
He was a tall man, pale skin and broken back
And no-one knew him, though he was genius
They feared him, locked him away
And in silence would he pray

He lived alone, though many voices spokeMy Darkest Hate - The Stance Of Evander Sinque - http://ru.motolyrics.com/my-darkest-hate/the-stance-of-evander-sinque-lyrics.html
He found peace, in his own little world
So they beat him, to his end
He lays forgotten
Dead skin and broken neck
And no-one knew him
Though he was genius

Who was he, that crazy man
Just a loser, to the end