Texty: White Flag. Third Strike. Wake Up Screaming.

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In shrouded pain I watch the skies
For colors out of space and time
A fire burns within my eyes
Somewhere the harlots start to whine

Just like Glen Fafard said to me
What irons will enshackle White Flag shall set free

I hear the chimes of freedom crashing
From the bell tower to the ground
And clanging down the belfry?s steps
All humming till they make no sound

Just like Richard Sockey said to me
What irons will enshackle White Flag shall set free

I sit alone in my shuttered room
In darkness I don?t make a sound
These four walls are my only friends
I know they?ll always be around

Just like Steve McDonald said to me
What irons will enshackle White Flag shall set free

Support me in my hour of darkness
Hold me close, I feel your blade
Rigid steel pulses in lust
Release me from this hell I?ve made

Just like Rob Halford said to me
What irons will enshackle White Flag shall set free

Neon glow within your veins
Beneath the fear a love remains
A ray of hope enters my life
And casts a shadow like a knife

Just like G.B.H. said to me
What irons will enshackle White Flag shall set free