Imprisonment Of The Mind

Freedom, a word made of pulverised dreams
Our dreams are the only thing we have left that they can't take away
With my hands tied behind my back, I can only but sit down
And watch you destroy it all

Imprisonment of the mind is what they strive for
To produce an image of free will will keep us calm
But the truth is that the world gets smaller for everyday
Together with our freedom

I will hide here in the shadows
While you have your way
I will not show you my dislike
Until you ruined all