Post by Horn on Apr 26, 2004 16:25:08 GMT -5
Prison of Seclusion
From the depths of the dungeon,
Here I lay, rotten and stinking,
With hungry gnarling rats gathering all around.
They keep eating at me,
Tearing away at my bloody flesh..
I see barren skeletons all around me,
People screaming in their torture
With the lingering smell of death.
Here I was thrown hastily,
Speaking against the wrongs of what is
And warning of what shall be.
I was told that I was a demon, that
I was babbling and was out to get them.
"We cannot deal with people like him. Take him away!"
I heard shouts of "Traitor!" all around me…
Everyone is encircling me... all against me…
Here in my aching hand is a part
Of a broken globe, a symbol
Of the wrongdoing that has
Become in this evil thing we call society.
People have thrown me here
For their own gains,
Fearing the threats for their own corrupted interests.
No, I will keep fighting, we must
Be banded together. We cannot give in.
But there are fewer and fewer…
Here they come again…
I see the chained beast emerging
From the chaos of the dark abyss
And the fiery inferno
Hurling its deathly body at me
Help… Help… Everything is becoming blurry…
Don't let them... nooo... help, help.....................
From the depths of the dungeon,
Here I lay, rotten and stinking,
With hungry gnarling rats gathering all around.
They keep eating at me,
Tearing away at my bloody flesh..
I see barren skeletons all around me,
People screaming in their torture
With the lingering smell of death.
Here I was thrown hastily,
Speaking against the wrongs of what is
And warning of what shall be.
I was told that I was a demon, that
I was babbling and was out to get them.
"We cannot deal with people like him. Take him away!"
I heard shouts of "Traitor!" all around me…
Everyone is encircling me... all against me…
Here in my aching hand is a part
Of a broken globe, a symbol
Of the wrongdoing that has
Become in this evil thing we call society.
People have thrown me here
For their own gains,
Fearing the threats for their own corrupted interests.
No, I will keep fighting, we must
Be banded together. We cannot give in.
But there are fewer and fewer…
Here they come again…
I see the chained beast emerging
From the chaos of the dark abyss
And the fiery inferno
Hurling its deathly body at me
Help… Help… Everything is becoming blurry…
Don't let them... nooo... help, help.....................
