The Prisoner’s Song

It's nine in the evening
And my head is aching
I've tried all those pills
But my knees are still shaking
This illness makes me stand upside down
It's dressing my soul in a glittering gown
But it hurts deep inside
And it makes my sorrows glide
To a sparkling room where the cards show my doom
To a book filled with white sheets
And to where no one me meets

Here I'm sitting in my cell
And smoke is dazzling me
I'm not feeling well
I would have better run free
They are beating my body as well as my brain
I entered quite healthy and I'll leave insane
But Im still unbroken
And the last word isn't spoken
No I won't betray to what the whole world does pray
Hope is the last piece of me
And in that way I am free

You who arrest me
Will never be the winner
Because then when you kill me
It's you who are the sinner
You brought me the wine and you gave me that stuff
That should make me weak but I am still tough
And whatever you do
I hate everything of you
And I won't betray to what the whole world does pray
Hope is the last piece of me
And in that way I am free