Monarchy
I want to break free
to feel the uprising
Of my life and soul
I want to march free
to stomp up that hill
I need to feel free
to love and not love at all
I will go on
Even in ebony dreams
life shall not cease after me
All is good
It is well told
The tales are no more
For the splinter of the eye
Is gone asunder
The bullet lies deep
Lodged in my mind
Placed by perception
Not of metal, not of reality
It is my own fear
I want to set it free
to break free
I want to break out of the livestock
God knows I am me
I have fallen
It is strange, still loving thee
I need to break free
breaking the binds
Shackling no more
I am free, broken out
Free of the prison
Created by my soul
I have fallen upwards
The rabbit hole is no more
I have broken free
Liberty at last
I want to break free
to feel the uprising
Of my life and soul
I want to march free
to stomp up that hill
I need to feel free
to love and not love at all
I will go on
Even in ebony dreams
life shall not cease after me
All is good
It is well told
The tales are no more
For the splinter of the eye
Is gone asunder
The bullet lies deep
Lodged in my mind
Placed by perception
Not of metal, not of reality
It is my own fear
I want to set it free
to break free
I want to break out of the livestock
God knows I am me
I have fallen
It is strange, still loving thee
I need to break free
breaking the binds
Shackling no more
I am free, broken out
Free of the prison
Created by my soul
I have fallen upwards
The rabbit hole is no more
I have broken free
Liberty at last