The Prision
Prophecies of pain, from the voices in the dark
The planet's sealed in violence, the show must go on
Days are the same, time stands still
A strike, a stab and chains, fragments of the past
I pray those thoughts to stay, protected within
A memory of a child, a memory of a woman
A daily crusade, no alien we trust
We watch the sky, wish I could fly
Prison, prison
We watch the sky, wish I could fly
Prison, prison
The smell of urine, the scent of fear
A smoke in the yard, with a prison guard
Another puppy has arrived, another fellow lost his pride
The moment has come, it's time to fight side by side
Writer/s: André Berger / Kim Sandvik / Magnus Liseter / Petter Lein / Øystein Wiik