Kidnapped in a space
two by two I made a hatred
release engine.
The bulb inspired me
that the light is in cutting
the electricity cables.
Chorus:
The dogs that I carry inside
They are 220 killer tension,
assault preparations
to the guardian of my prison.
I kept my own rust
in cans that I hid
and one night I scattered it around the room.
I cut the wires from the light
and I got on the cot.
The one who iron kept me to steel succumbed.
Chorus
That light that blinded me so soon
to the stupor he was taking me
as I was checking
that this house was my home.
I retraced my steps to the hole
and from my blood the ice was made
when checking that under the hood
my husband was the raptor.
From hope to horror
from hatred to impotence
my freedom is choking to uncover
that lover and executioner is the same.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)