Lions in a Cage
Wish that I had been born long beforeMy brother's got me up against the wallOf my siblings I'm the lucky oneLeft alive here where there is no sunI was put here at the age of fourFifty odd years spent behind a doorOne more day and I will be the kingPeople will believe it, they'll believe in anything
See the lions in the cage, see the victims of the rageLions, lions in a cage, fifty years behind a wallLions, lions in a cage, see those lions in the cage
Thirteen yards of dusty dungeon floorIs the longest path I've walked beforeThey took me out into the glaring sunAnd still they tell me I'm the lucky oneSingle out the weak link in the chainA generation damaged in the brainI'll lift my head up high and see the sunAnd then when it's my turn, I'll make sure that I spare no one
See the lions in the cage, see the victims of the rageLions, lions in a cage, fifty years behind a wallLions, lions in a cage, see those lions in the cage
Whose hands are these? They reach in and take my own lifewith my hands... But I've killed my brothers, too. When I had to.I have no doubt. I have no soul. Whose hands are these?Who took away the light? Who has the right? Who gives a damn!"Do what you will" shall be the whole of the law!