Isabel Szurlej

THE BONDAGE

VERSE I

 

Yeah—

He trapped me deep, the spirit I hailed,

Left me in wasteland, broken and veiled.

Stone wrapped around me, flesh turning cold,

Bound by the bondage my own hands controlled.

 

PRE-CHORUS

 

I built a fortress—

Watched it fall.

Now there\'s no stronghold

Left at all.

 

CHORUS

 

I’m a victim of my private bondage,

Locked inside a storm I started.

Hate myself but still I wander —

Half-alive and half-departed.

Raging winds inside my skull,

Cutting cold and iron-hearted.

 

VERSE II

 

No more daylight — nights devoured.

Beast within me overpowered.

Space collapsing, organs trembling,

Blood ignites, the fear assembling.

 

CHORUS

 

I’m a victim of my private bondage,

Prison wrought by my design.

Father of lies is rising, calling —

Claiming what was once divine.

Takes me back to origin’s ruin,

Darkness etched along the spine.

 

BRIDGE

 

Piercing pain that never yields,

War that claws through inner fields.

Ashes rise — the demon reels,

Shadow breaks but never heals.

 

FINAL CHORUS (bigger, doubled vocals)

 

I’m a victim of my private bondage,

Built the cage and forged the key.

Twisted thoughts become the weapons

Turning inward, aimed at me.

But in the ruins of my torment

I tear the chains and I break free.