What be these chains and
bar walled frames
that hold my soul in
captive gain
n'er reaching forth my
freedom's hand
that moves me from these
captive bands
From deep within my pain
doth wage
from past regrets and days
unweighed
of penalty now gone
unchanged
for once be all for this
penned cage
No change for me that none
can see
for these gray walls and
chains they be
reminders of what might
have been
yet never more avail my
skin
I call without to deaf
bound ears
for none doth see nor doth
one hear
the rantings of this one
condemned
to walk alone these walls
within
The clanging doors and
echoed halls
doth each affirm my pitted
falls
while like clothed guards
tend every move
e'er eat or sleep that I
must prove
For wake escapes my
liberty
from these gray walls that
capture me
by well versed judge my
will is cast
declared the time my vent
will last
No savior king avails my
plot
within these walls be all
my lot
for unchanged sins that I
have brought
upon myself and others got
Can but one hear or canst
one see
I have no chance for
liberty
lest thou be moved from
safety's care
when thou dost find that I
am there
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