DELIVERANCE
by Requiem· from Storm Heaven
One escapes-a boy won't go back
I did my time in the prison you call life
In spite of surveillance, the judgmental eyes
Defying the lies that there;s nothing outside
One escapes
From landscapes laid waste by your toil
From cities that run on your blood, sweat, and tears
Come workers-desert
Come soldiers-desert
Come, life is for living, not living in fear
What chain chokes your throat, what gate bars your path
What prison entombs you in concrete and stone
What fence stays your step the one you accept
What keys could release you from walls of your own