Locked In The Watchtower

Time moves on, and still I stare: The void in my soul filled with despair I watch the scars, they will never heal from being trapped in this nightmare Time moves on, and still I stare: I watch the birds that roam the air My mind flies to share their freedom, my body's caged in this iron Hell Time moves on, and still I stare: I watch myself, an empty shell Isolated, like a dying leper, Locked In The Watchtower