| I'm trying to escape | |
| But each time | |
| I failed I'm searching the key | |
| The opportunity | |
| The storms over the years | |
| Of screams in my ears | |
| The dust in my eyes | |
| And the violent gusts of lies | |
| My chain is not so long | |
| My dignity is gone | |
| I'm crawling in the mud | |
| Just to get my grub | |
| My heart is locked | |
| In a cage | |
| This treatment | |
| Is not sane | |
| You handcuff | |
| Your loving, your loving | |
| Is a crime | |
| You're no angel | |
| My mind Is behind bars | |
| The future | |
| Seems to dark | |
| I can see | |
| Your demon's horn | |
| As you stick out | |
| Your reptile tongue | |
| I've got hallucinations | |
| Your loving is a crime | |
| You're no angel | |
| Nah, nah, nah | |
| Free |