We lie as prisoners of our own beliefs We lie as prisoners of our own beliefs

Even as I shudder at so much as a thought of her seduction. Even as I shudder at so much as a thought of her seduction.

Sandwiched between birth and death.. Sandwiched between birth and death..

And my dreams? They’re the orphaned children of this war; Silently dying. And my dreams? They’re the orphaned children of this war; Silently dying.

Behind the bars... There is a world, Behind the bars... There is a world,

Walls and bars Are all breaking me down, With the thought of the faces, That show me frown. Walls and bars Are all breaking me down, With the thought of the faces, Tha...