The little bird is freed from the cage No longer confined within the shadows, but Who will hear my screams of rage?
Wounds bleeding through layers of bandage After years of flapping its broken wings The little bird is freed from the cage
On this cruel battlefield of a stage Powerlessness is the biggest sin of all Who will hear my screams of rage?
The absolute dominance that keeps us hostage I curse that this is the only way The little bird is freed from the cage
Too soon has our story reached the last page But it's a relief that though there's no one left Who will hear my screams of rage The little bird is freed from the cage
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