Chains of Freedom

I'm walking with chains on my legs
Hear them bang as I hit the steps
They clasp my legs like frozen glass
I live bearing the whole world's mass

I can head to the north or east
But before I start to travel
I've to feel tons of pain at least
Go dig my grave with a shovel

My hands are wrinkled and they're sore
My body writhes just like before
I can do what I want to do
But I've to take the pain bestowed

In the land of the free, I'm chained
No love nor hatred, nothing gained
I smile but each smile haunts me
I breathe but each breath kills me

Happy thoughts are pains of the past
Bliss comes in while all heartaches last
New wounds multiply as scars mend
Found an enemy, lost a friend

On my spot, it rains while sun shines
My soul decays but all is fine
My life is secured in pure doubt
I gain life as my blood flows out...