Pentagram (Turkey) - Lions In A Cage

Wish that I had been born long before My brother s got me up against the wall Of my siblings I m the lucky one Left alive here where there is no sun I was put here AT the age of four Fifty odd years spent behind a door One more day and I will be THE king People will believe it, they LL believe in anything See the lions in THE cage, See the victims of the rage Lions, lions in a cage, fifty years behind a wall Lions, lions in a cage, see those lions in THE cage Thirteen yards of dusty dungeon floor Is the longest path I ve walked before They took me out into the glaring sun And still they tell me I m the lucky one Single out the weak link in the chain A generation damaged in the brain I ll lift my head up high and see the sun And 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 rage Lions, lions in a cage, fifty years behind a wall Lions, lions in a cage, see those lions in THE cage Whose hands are these? They reach in and take my own life with 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!