Lions In A Cage

Wish that I had been born long before My brother�s got me up against the wallOf my siblings I�m the lucky one Left alive here where there is no sunI was put here AT the age of four Fifty odd years spent behind a doorOne more day and I will be THE king People will believe it, they�LL believe in anythingSee the lions in THE cage, See the victims of the rageLions, lions in a cage, fifty years behind a wallLions, lions in a cage, see those lions in THE cageThirteen yards of dusty dungeon floor Is the longest path I�ve walked beforeThey took me out into the glaring sun And still they tell me I�m the lucky oneSingle out the weak link in the chain A generation damaged in the brainI�ll lift my head up high and see the sun And then when it�s my turn, I�ll make sure that I spare no oneSee the lions in THE cage, See the victims of the rageLions, lions in a cage, fifty years behind a wallLions, lions in a cage, see those lions in THE cageWhose hands are these? They reach in and take my own life with my hands... But I�ve killed my brothers, too. When I had to.I have no doubt. I have no soul. Whose hands are these? Who took away the light? Who has the right? Who gives a damn! "Do what you will" shall be the whole of the law!