out of the gloomy and murky 'cage'
battered and shattered, slowly i rose
i had had enough and wanted no more;
then, illusioned was i to the core
fight they said, for this is your cause
and fight i did without a pause;
my hands today are bloodied with blood
for this was the ideal on which i fed;
but why is it that i feel so hollow
with every step i take to the gallow;
all my life from dusk to dawn
now i realise i was a mere pawn;
oh! how gullible and naive i was
to be led to believe of the great cause;
now as i stand with the noose round my neck
i'm relieved that an evil is dead.