Saying “an innocent soul”, “free conscience”,
and “traitor” they create a legend and they believe it.
No, you can’t stop now; it doesn’t become you.
Tears haven’t stopped; they haven’t ended.
You are exhausted and unable to understand.
Your worries filled and outgrew the dungeons
Your mind creates you from scratch; just wait and see.
No, you can’t stop now; it doesn’t become you.
Tears haven’t stopped; they haven’t ended.
Yet, it is difficult to find a way
And to fly without wings
Hold the pen (write), get imprisoned for nothing;
For no reason.
Every line should be encaged
And stay between four walls.
Let it engulf everywhere
Every part of you should cry out to make the world hear it
Let it engulf and surround you
No, you can’t stop now; it doesn’t become you.
Tears haven’t stopped; they haven’t ended.
Yet, it is difficult to hear his voice
He doesn’t have a cure for his naked heart
Hold the pen (write), get imprisoned for nothing
For no reason
Every line should be encaged
And stay between four walls.
He is watching with his bloodshot eyes
There is no other way, he is enchained
He is screaming with his bloodshot eyes.
His words can be heard for ones who hear his voice.