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Due to moral torment
All that is left is the dark path
With the dust at my hills from the path of righteousness
My energy fails and I lack knowledge
My prayers unanswered and my faith withers


Unreluctant for a better day
Toil for greener pastures
Memories of my home remain
This memories that I bear create walls within me
Bridges i cant overcome
Stories I can't tell
Barriers to my inner-self
I'm in bondage


The yearn for freedom echo's in my mind
Release me from the glimpse of my chains
Dusk till dawn I crawl towards the only light visible
The only hope there is.I crave freedom
I await to catch sight of an angel before I descent
To set me free and let all within me fly
Angels! be it real or myths,its my only hope.


My strength fails and my bones are weak
As I mingle my food with tears
My taste buds resent the wine's ecstasy
And my soul's motivation can endure no more
Victory in my veins is history,it is felt no more


My light dim,my mind dull
My life rumbles and in all the chaos and scramble
My hope is a mystery to me,still yet
I yearn for freedom from my chains.

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