Bound


We are bound on a wheel of pain
In a city with a heart of stone
I would ask to be left in peace
But there are sins for which to atone

That which has been never leaves
The past would never be again
It is that which will define us
Makes fools of mortal men

There was happiness once
But that was buried here
A cathedral built to pain
In blood, loss and fear

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