I was thrown to the dogs eaten with no return
A sinner like none ever liked

Me holding a crown of tumblers and foulers
Al, eyes on me the assist gods judging me
To them their faulty eyes posses blindness

Abandoned, isolated with a license of confidence and grace of triumph
Take me by the leg for my hands are cuffed
All looks in vain and aside
Forget not my mind is free and so is my future