Slaver
Slaver
With glazed eyes of opium eaters
Rattling bars with some pield
A tantalising, infantiling torment
For the promise of freedom
Of freedom...
Dancing nerves of the soon to be sold
Lancing shrieks of the soon to be dead
Look to the razored crenellations
Hear their diseased whine
As they split the wolfish winds
A dereliction built into it's spine
Dancing nerves of the soon to be sold
Lancing shrieks of the soon to be dead
Lengthening, grasping shadows of talons
Pierce the will of warriors
Serrate hardened faith in the pious
Who inhale vision from muds
Enslaved to the fort of the slavers
Woe presides the fort of sorrows
Slaver
Slaver
Slaver
Slaver
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