Four strong walls of solid steel bars they are hounding me
 Take 'em away, I've got to see day, I'm going mad
 Take 'em away, I've got to see day, I'm going mad

 The shadowy grays all are closing in I'm not in a dream
 The grays turning black and the black to a void as I start to scream
 Please tell me why I can't see the sky, I'm slipping away
 Please tell me why I can't see the sky, I'm slipping away

 The jailers they came they ask me to explain
 I said I do believe
 In the thoughts of a man who's done all that he can
 There is no reprieve
 Let me be free  - what has happened to me
 I'd rather die
 Let me be free - what has happened to me
 I'd rather die
 Than live the grays of insanity
 For the bars are the thoughts of humanity
 I'd lose all trace of identity
 And become a jailer like you
 Jailer like you, jailer like you