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Opening up to new ideas from a blistering past
Wishing never again to welcome unlawful prod shays
The future holds much more than anything before
Just waiting for the words to come
Before death rattles the chains
That holds me down
Unscrewing the tides of agony and depression that holds me down
Willing to stand up
And shout to the heaven's up high
And speak what's on own mind
Feel the heart that bangs the walls
The blood trickles ever so slowly
As you wished my prod shay
To the death of the angel up high
The chains that held me down
No longer rests around my wrists and ankles
As the key unlocks the hidden mystery
That is within' me
I feel no need to say your name
As I have done years ago
My prod shay
The one that brough anger and great fires
From hell below
I wished you could see
These tides of anger within' me
It only brings me so low
When ever hear thy name
...My rebellious prod shay...