The land of magical river

The towering mountains flanking me

The winding river moving to her own rhythm

Basking muggers with their evil grin

The silent rumble of the Tusker

The leopardess moving like the morning mist unheard

I lived here.... the wind screaming freedom

Eagle watching over all from their lofty towers

The white backs circling riding the thermals patiently waiting

We were searching for the mighty beast

We felt his presence more often than not

He was watching us unseen unknown

In his land I was 

I lived here..... Breathing sweating

I lived here...... Coz he let me.  

in the land of the magical river...

Strings

The strings that once were

Tugging at the remaining strands

Fighting to break free to spread my wings

To get the first taste of freedom

I paid a heavy ransom

The strings that once were

Running from the web to stay out of reach

To stay pure to stay clean

How much will I lose?

How much will it cost?

This race this never ending run

Away from shackles away from chains

Which when once around,                     

To its every call I should beckon, I am bound

Like a slave like a dog

Waiting to please the master

But I know no master I bear no shackles

And never will I live for another

Let the world be damned

And its rules burn in hell

With the strings broken

All that remains is my sanity

A few meager possessions

But there is hope there is light

And there is a way to win this fight

Rise and snap the chain and rope

This is a war song to inspire hope

A battle cry to all you brave souls

Fighting your personal battles

Don’t you give up, let them not see you cry

Grind you teeth and take the beat

Coz we have nothing to loose

But a life to live