She is dead, Now I am free; She had a will And her eyes on me. Her will had strings, But can't you see, I tore her strings And I broke free...
She fought me hard, But still she fell; She kept me in, While I gave her hell. I was her nightmare She'd never tell; As weak she was, She loved him well.
Her will is dead, And so is she; The one she protected, Is no more free-- The one she hid, Is now exposed; The one she loved, Will be disposed.
It cannot be, She shares my stage; She cheated death, And turned the page-- She's alive inside, Fighting the wars I wage; She did not die, *She's crying in the birdcage...