This my vendetta

Glass tongues

This my vendetta
Look down at me now, see a fool.
Look up at me now, see a god.
Look straight at me you'll see yourself.

Free this honest man from the cage, there was no crime here that was done.
I will not take this, I'm driven mad by this action.

Here in these walls I've been locked up to stay.
No wonder you're all in fear, you're all weak pathetic and mindless
You call yourself worthy? I wouldn't think for a second
You're all in fear.

I've never felt so much hate in my life, your fear grows and grows now.
Don't turn around, you'll see the hate of a man who's been locked away for forty long years, I've come for you.

You call me guilty? Where's your evidence?
Fair trial, is it a joke?
Look at my face, tell me I am the guilty.

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