Shackled to my thoughts,
Glimpse of light flickers..
Grasping at its final moments.
Shackled to my emotions,
Not gone, nor forgotten.
Shackled to the everyday,
Desperate to break free,
Run, dance, sing, fly..
Shackled to society's normal,
Fighting each step,
Rebelling until the end,
Outside the lines.
Today I stand up... I scream and shout from the rooftops...
Shackled no more,
I will not be prisoner to me.
I will fight for me.
Blood, sweat and tears for me.
Nobody left to do it but me.
My promise to me.
Standing here with the world upon my shoulders
As I watch my dreams ignite and smolder
The greenest storm clouds are encroaching
The city's on fire, on the horizon I can see it smoking
All I can see is flames, around me the fire's rage
I'm shackled in chains, locked in a cage
By the rancid smell, I'd say my soul has rotten
For I'm all alone, I've been forgotten
The fire rages on
Slowly consuming all my dreams until they're gone
With the weight of the world making me sink
I'm afraid I'm already over the brink
Wrap me around and around,
in meters of chain and lock.
Lecture and torture and hound
me until your words stick.
But I can vow to you now,
your message will fail to slow my spirit fiery
and you'll have to kill me...
I'm too stubborn to change
I've seen scarier things,
Only seldom some have made sense.
The rest is rather amusing,
It'll leave you awake, thinking,
Chewing in on your insides for hours.
And the chorus keeps reminding you.
Singing the last night's lullaby.
"No there isn't any hope,
Your were born here and here will you die,
Clothed in your misery,
Shackled to the fetters of your mind."
I've seen scarier things in life,
But none scarier than that.
To whom do I write about life's blight?
Is it for you, happenstance that you've read?
It is for myself, trying to overcome my inner dread
On myself I have placed these chains, afraid to let myself sore
I can't take it, I'm done, these shackles must be no more
My heart pounds rapidly with anticipation
I'll stand up proud and announce myself before a nation
If death becomes me then I shall languish no more
Truly it is better than being Suffering's personal whore
I'll follow the path of Apollo and bring myself to the sun
The burns are as nothing, taking a chance to have some fun
Seek not to return me to a life bound by shackle and chain
No longer will I live a life entrenched in pain