Enslaved

ENSLAVED WRITING, AND FIGHTING FOR FREEDOM FOR I AM BOUND TO THE BEAST IN CHAINS… THE DUNGEON MASTER IS CALLING AND THE SHACKLED PRISONER FALLING ON HIS KNEES, HE CRIES HE PLEAS, FOR MERCY ON HIS VERY SOUL BELIEVE HIS DAYS ARE PASSING HIM BY HE BELIEVES HE WILL NEVER LAST, BUT WHY ALL AROUND THE SOUND OF DEATH CALLS ECHOING MADLY OFF OF THE WALLS THE CELL IS COLD LIKE LIFE GONE BY THE RATS, THEY GAZE INTO HIS EYES HE DREAMS OF DAYS OF SUNLIT MORNINGS BUT ONLY NIGHT WILL VISUALIZE ENSLAVED IN A KINGDOM OF REPRESSION WHERE THE TORTURE OF MAN IS THEIR OBSESSION AND WHEN YOU LIE AT REST NEAR DEATH THEY CUT YOUR CHAINS AND SET YOU FREE YOU CAN EXPRESS NOT THE SLIGHTEST EMOTION YOU CAN BE CRUSHED DOWN IN ONE MOTION FLESH AND BONE, NOT A TRACE OF SPIRIT ENSLAVED IN THIS REALM; FOREVERMORE