Dont cry, mama!
I feel the pain than you,
Stand to your knees, papa!
Ices are melting in my veins too
Hells are blazing in mine brain
Bloods running down my bandage
Mama, breast your crying baby again
Worry but less about this mange
You aren't at fault, papa!
I will care for my swollen wounds
Dry your teardrops, mama!
Things will turn all better rounds
Kindest heaven will soon rearrange
Everything to its correct flange
Someone is banging on God's door
I know this isn't what you long for
Though, this isn't the real CHANGE
But another real Chain of bondage.