Dema کے بول

In the depths of Dema, where shadows play I'm searching for a way, to break the cycle's sway Clancy's voice whispers low, "I'm trapped, I'm lost, I'm alone" The bishops' eyes watch close, as I try to find my way back home It's a circle, a never-ending ride Where freedom's just an illusion, I'm stuck inside The walls are high, the doors are sealed I'm chasing the truth, but it's all I've concealed The neon lights, they blind my sight As I'm forced to sing, the song of the night The banditos' hope, it flickers like a flame But the bishops' grip, it's tightening, it's all in vain It's a circle, a never-ending ride Where freedom's just an illusion, I'm stuck inside The walls are high, the doors are sealed I'm chasing the truth, but it's all I've concealed In the darkness, I hear a voice Whispering truths, and a different choice To rise up, to break the mold To shatter the chains, and let my spirit unfold It's a circle, a never-ending ride Where freedom's just an illusion, I'm stuck inside The walls are high, the doors are sealed I'm chasing the truth, but it's all I've concealed