I've always been the outcast, I wasn't built to conform
My defence is darkness to build the walls that keep me separated from the norm
Pin the target on my back
Poverty dictates the way
Condemned to die for diverse belief
Bible belt slapped across my face

I'll be the gift, I'll be the martyr, for you all
Another man, misunderstood, the nailed onto a cross

Time, trick or a lie?
The past is just a memory, the future just a booking to die
Free, truth or philosophy?
Eighteen years of stolen now from me, finally, West Memphis free!

So I listen to Metallica, so I listen to Slayer
That doesn't make me a predator, just your escape goat killer
So I dress in black
Turned on by things you'd never understand
Cast your stones and stand against everything your god's spoken

And I'll be the gift, I'll be the martyr, to you all
Just another man misunderstood, crucified for your loss

Time, trick or a lie?
The past is just a memory, the future just a booking to die
Free, truth or philosophy?
Eighteen years of stolen now from me, finally, West Memphis free!
The only similarity, between all of you and me
Would be absolutely nothing

You took it all away, for no fucking reason
You made it look so easy, and justice fails again
You cost me everything, for what fucking reason
You never questioned
The guilt you put on my lost freedom

I'll be the gift, I'll be the martyr, for you all
Another man, misunderstood, the nailed onto a cross

Time, trick or a lie?
The past is just a memory, the future just a booking to die
Free, truth or philosophy?
Eighteen years of stolen now from me, finally, West Memphis free!