Sounds of Chains
Echoes of Redemption: A Tale of Chains and Salvation
Lyrics
I held the gun, I did the crime
I committed a crime, holding a gun.
And I let that son of a bitch know she was mine
I asserted ownership over a woman, making it clear to someone.
She tried to run, I ran her down
She attempted to escape, but I pursued and caught her.
And left her with her sins dead on the ground
I left her lifeless with her sins on display.
Now I wake up to the Sound Of Chains
My mornings are marked by the unsettling "Sound Of Chains."
Somedays I may go borderline insane
Some days, I teeter on the edge of insanity.
But I found God in my prison cell
Despite my circumstances, I discovered faith while incarcerated.
And for her and him it's just another day in hell
For the woman and another person, every day is a living hell.
Judge proclaimed that I should die
The judge sentenced me to death.
My mama begged but he did not bat an eye
My mother pleaded, but the judge remained unmoved.
They took my arm, lead me away
They took away my arm and led me to face my imminent death.
To the waiting room for my final judgement day
I waited in anticipation for my final judgment day.
Now I wake up to the Sound Of Chains
Each morning, I awaken to the haunting "Sound Of Chains."
Somedays I may go borderline insane
Some days, I verge on the brink of insanity.
But I found God in my prison cell
Despite imprisonment, I found solace in my connection with God.
And As for her and him it's just another day in hell
For her and another person, it's just another day in their personal hell.
I barely felt the needle at all
I hardly felt the pain of the lethal injection.
I saw the phone but the governor never called
The expected call from the governor never came.
So I closed my eyes, slipped off to sleep
I closed my eyes, accepting the approach of death.
And prayed the dear sweet Lord my soul to keep
I prayed for the Lord to safeguard my soul.
Then I woke up to the Sound Of Chains
Upon waking, I again confront the haunting "Sound Of Chains."
And I could not see the fire for all the flames
Amidst flames, I struggle to see, surrounded by the relentless "Sound Of Chains."
Saw her face and his as well
I glimpse her face and the face of another; both remind me it's just another day in hell.
She said get used to this it's just another day in hell
She informs me to get accustomed to the torment—just another day in hell.
Yeah get used to this it's just another day in hell
Reinforcing that this agonizing routine is an enduring aspect of my existence.
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