Potters Field Lyrics - Sound Of White Noise - Anthrax

I was told to love you 

I was told to try 

I was born to save you 

I was born to die 

I'll always be your scapegoat 

You'll never take the blame 

You never had a chance 

It was your soul to save 

I am your one night nightmare 

Pain is all you see 

The blood is on your hands 

I hope you're proud of me 

I was told to love you 

I learned how to hate 

I was born to save you 

Your choice became your fate 

You can't take care of yourself 

How could you care for me? 

I am your retribution 

When is my soul free? 

I never asked for mercy 

You told me to forgive 

The blood is on your hands 

I hope your proud of me 

And what I've done to set you free 

I can barely hold myself 

Fascination, stimulation, stronger as I learn 

By his hand, I understand 

I was told to burn 

Bastard son, your saving grace 

Left alone I found my place 

I find love in what I steal 

You should of left me rest in Potters Field 

I was told to.I was told to