Be careful your chains are showing
Tightening at the fact that people are knowing
Your cracks wont fill no more
As your broken shell hits the floor
Your smile is slipping
Hand is heavy from the whipping
Your kingdom falling a part
While archers aim at your heart
This kingdom of a family is just a stage
Where you feel the right to take your rage
Your queen so sacred and alone
Tired and hurt to the bone
Your princess brainwashed and down
Caressed by the weight for your heavy crown
She thinks she sees the truth so true
But really she's just tormented by you
You sit about in your congregations
Saying your inspired by revelations
You hold your head up and sing
As you go home to the boxing ring
You hit with fists and words
God forsake your words aren't herd
See your kingdom slowly die
Grip your chains and say goodbye
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