In Prison Paroles

Goddamn you prophet for putting me here
Anguish and hate strikes my mind
Darkens my senses, tearing my soul
The rage is making me blind

I must control my hate
Don't want to be like him now
I must fight before it's too late
Our kingdom is at stake

How / Can I be free from theese dungeons of hate
I want out to face my enemy
Can I be free from theese dungeons of hate
I / want to face the one who killed the king

[Solo Michael]

Now / I have to think, how am I to get out
Out of this dreadful place
I've got to be free to clear my name
[Solo Both / Both / Jake / Michael]

I must...
How can I...
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