They are all here
Stacked around the core
Voices in the dark
Cold presence lurking
Behind ancient bars
Keep my eyes from blinking
Keep myself from thinking
Locked
In
A
Stalemate
It
Was
Never
Meant
To
Be
I
Can
Not
Remember
A
Time
I
Was
Truly
Free
From the burden
Of holding the key
The truth is
My purpose
Lies in their hands
Decades are passing and still they are kept
Nothing waiting for its time ever fades, except
My will hanging by a thread
Maintained by fear
As I
Dread the fact
That the ties that bind me to this place
Will not ever be cracked
Every breath
Every noise
Raising alarm
Leaving no choice
But to remain
A silent observer
Long overthrown
Yet tied to its reign
While I await
An escape that never comes
The riot
Already
Took its toll on me
My decision became a condition
Turning my back won't undo the cause