Who is the slave if I am the master?
Who is the fool if I am the sane?
Well whos the saddest soul around?
Whos the saddest soul around?
On some kind of verge, no parole for the holy
No rest for the sleepless, I got pills to spare
Who is the slave, yeah if I am the master?
Who is the future, if you say Im the past?
Well whos the saddest soul around?
Its killing me, well, yeah Im killing myself
All you morphine minds are winding up in hell
Whos the saddest soul around?
Well whos the saddest soul around?
Who is the devil if I am God?
Who is the sinner if I am the saint?
Whos the saddest soul around?
Whos the saddest soul around?
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
