Dema

In the depths of Dema, where shadows play
I'm searching for a way, to break the cycle's sway
Clancy's voice whispers low, "I'm trapped, I'm lost, I'm alone"
The bishops' eyes watch close, as I try to find my way back home

It's a circle, a never-ending ride
Where freedom's just an illusion, I'm stuck inside
The walls are high, the doors are sealed
I'm chasing the truth, but it's all I've concealed

The neon lights, they blind my sight
As I'm forced to sing, the song of the night
The banditos' hope, it flickers like a flame
But the bishops' grip, it's tightening, it's all in vain

It's a circle, a never-ending ride
Where freedom's just an illusion, I'm stuck inside
The walls are high, the doors are sealed
I'm chasing the truth, but it's all I've concealed

In the darkness, I hear a voice
Whispering truths, and a different choice
To rise up, to break the mold
To shatter the chains, and let my spirit unfold

It's a circle, a never-ending ride
Where freedom's just an illusion, I'm stuck inside
The walls are high, the doors are sealed
I'm chasing the truth, but it's all I've concealed