Tired of this world This never ending hide-n-seek We all are told To swallow down their politics Politics
The only way is To end this constant suffering In bitter sadness I hang a stone up my worn out neck No more questions About my past identity Since now, and on I’ve morphed into nobody Nobody
Something’s changing For some there’ll be no tomorrow This world is wicked Your souls are filled with sorrow Run While you can!
Dripping ceiling Raw meat and water is my food A strange feeling Let loose and I shall do no good No chance to break The chains that hold me inside this cell Challenge accepted I wish to bite the feeding hand
Light The door open wide Headband Covers my eyes Laughter, dogs barking loudly at me Smell of eight people, not too many for me
Finally unchained, the band removed Gun shots in the air, and I am told to run Dogs unleashed, I turn and break their spines Running back to those who dared change my life
Something’s changing For some there’ll be no tomorrow This world is wicked Your souls are filled with sorrow Run While you can!
Terror on their faces is best kind of surprise Frozen in their places – no one tries to run With wildly glimpsing eyes I rend their tender throats I feast on their meat and blood and move on, I want more!