Sartael

if all the world could only see
the bloody sunrise washing over me
the hopes and dreams that set me free
the fears and doubts that cause chains to be
if all the world watched over me
controlling hands of two or three
eyes that watch when I cannot see
bars and crosses to capture me
snares that imprison something wild and free
tell me, oh tell me how this could be
that all the world, itself so free
would want to crush and torture me
tell me now, this should not be
could not, would not, hamper me
and all these bonds and wounds you see
will come to dust and no more be
and then shall I, so wildly free
take the place I ought to be
and soar above the things you see
this I promise--wait and see!