May I remind you, We're left with no arms, Left with no arms, Seeing you believing Us adhering We're the power struck The power struggle Right in the power struggle,

We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom

Original plan Who will issue days and strike them Hurry to mystic plains hurdle in the path Struck down All is clear for play

Cast out, buried in a hole Struck down, forcing me to fall Destroyed, giving up the fight Well, I know I'm not alright I'm not part of your elite I'm just alright Class structure waving colors Bleeding from my throat Not subservient to you I'm just

'Cause I know, yes, I know I've been mistreated I've been losing my mind I've been abused I've been confused Since my baby left me I've been mistreated I've been struck downhearted, baby You know I have