Snared, and fettered
Chained to hope eternal
Freedom is waiting
Just there, you see
Around the corner it lies
And when the sun streams down
In a glorious display of dawn
On the wanting faces of the broken
They will cry out as one
May fire scorch the wicked
And return the world to ash
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 11:51 PM UTC
Snared, and fettered
Chained to hope eternal
Freedom is waiting
Just there, you see
Around the corner it lies
And when the sun streams down
In a glorious display of dawn
On the wanting faces of the broken
They will cry out as one
May fire scorch the wicked
And return the world to ash
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