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.
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Isabel Szurlej (
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Wow! what a powerful message sent in such poetic lines. Very nice a fave
Wow, thank you — “a fave” means a lot.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1UiMie8pkw
You are most welcome
I like it. Maybe add to the line. Turning inward, aimed at me, aimed at me.
Good to see the write in song, adds to it brilliantly.
Be looking for your autograph soon.
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