The Prison - Ghost Avenue

Shadows feed on the light, darkness closing in

Prophecies of pain, from the voices in the dark

The planet’s sealed in violence, the show must go on

Days are the same, time stands still

A strike, a stab and chains, fragments of the past

I pray those thoughts to stay, protected within

A memory of a child, a memory of a woman

A daily crusade, no alien we trust

We watch the sky, wish I could fly

Prison, prison

We watch the sky, wish I could fly

Prison, prison

The smell of urine, the scent of fear

A smoke in the yard, with a prison guard

Another puppy has arrived, another fellow lost his pride

The moment has come, it’s time to fight side by side