Текст песне : Fates Warning. Misfit.

He was the son of champion, a proud Olympian
Taught his boy all the tricks he'd ever need to win
The games were fierce as battle, not for ordinary man
A man born of royal blood must live by sword in hand

Here, this one not so lucky, as he fell to his knees
Suddenly inflicted, deranged with disease
His father act with fury, you must not scorn his name
Cast him to the forest, return never again

The nights are cold and darkened as the boy turned into man
Took shelter in the jackal's den, the cave Tartarean
Confronted by the serpent now your soul belongs to me
For your health and strength, sell your soul and you'll go free

Eager to accept the bribe for revenge in his mind
Dawn reflect from the blade, the forest left behind
His strength grew with every stride, he was healthy as an ox
No one would stop him

You live by the sword and die by the sword
Avenge everyone in your way condemning a misfit
For innocence his sin, his blade will avenge you someday
He's a misfit, he's a misfit now

Defeating every wild beast and swordsman in the ring
Said victor of the main events wed daughter of the king.
He glances to the throne where sits the royal regime
The king who cast the misfit died, his father reigned supreme

The charge begins, first pass is made, the serpent's face revealed
Time has come to meet his fate, the bribe kept concealed
He casts his blade with vengeance and pierced his father's soul
Satan would take him

You live by the sword and die by the sword
Avenge everyone in your way condemning a misfit
For innocence his sin, his blade will avenge you someday
Ohh, no, he's a misfit now, misfit, misfit, he's a misfit now, yeah