Leading on to the mysterious case of the offense not committed;
Complaints and trials headed to lifetime death;
Enclosed in the big big walls of suffering;
With the narrow way in a long long hall of lobbying.
Embracing the withdrawal from the hypercritical crowd;
Sourcing from the little voice within that shouting out loud ;
No one believes in the innocence inside;
Forever barred from justice that set aside.
Wide awake from the paralysis of dreams;
Secluded from this wasteland of iron barricade;
Praying for the miracle up there;
Banging to escape for the freedom from hope elsewhere.
