I came to this place to escape
a life of everlasting scrape
truth is, i simply cannot relate
to that prison you call fate
the routine of overwhelming weight

abiding to the pointless scenery
where all i see are empty faces
anaesthetized by established slavery.

and i always confront vague stares
filled with nothing but naked emotions.
dwelling upon their own nightmares

and all voices are set to mute
and kept in the verge of unbreakable violence
hiding away their disdain and dispute,
as unrestrained anger kept in silence.

I realize it's time to break that fetter
and escape the fate that invoke my decline,
voracious in its eagerness, relentless fetcher
to feed from one more soul, mine.

that i will not allow
I will not bow
for i have become aware of it,
of its unyielding appetite,
creeping from its elusive bait.

and i'll share this awakening call,
screaming it loud to impeach the fall
in the downfall lair that society forges
loathing all, as at freedom it scorns
suppresses men and all energy gorges.
enthralling all in its virulent thorns

but when i speak of liberation, of being free
they call me an astronaut, that's what i claim to be.
nothing more than an astronaut, in stealth flight
trying to escape the tangible reality that all plight,
all of them wearing in shades of black,
as i persevere to get some colors back

building wings of wax like icarus,
which will inevitably burn one day,
crushing my soul in despondency
for raised in the shoulders of our decay
is the cruel abyss of urban dependency.

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