were walking down a road
that gets harder by the day
whilst rights freedom justice
they simply slip away
things we took for granted
we cannot now for sure
whilst the manacles are waiting
till death knocks on your door
with lies deceits or trickery
theyll take all you can give
till the fire does consume you
whilst you sell your right to live
to false dreams and broken promises
in which you have no choice
there lies your freedom plunders
whilst the years do slip away
the dark wasting yet of innocence
is no cause to rejoice