One says it is prison
One says it is home
Not sure whom to listen
I shut myself alone
This confinement of mine peculiar
Like a double edged sword
One side to wound my enemy
The other on my throat
Just look at it and tell
You may have a different opinion
For its only human to differ
And see different views
I agree I cannot leave
But my arrival wasn’t forced
I chose here to stay
Without any hesitation
This room of four walls
Without any light breeding window
I lie on the floor and gaze
On the scratches at the ceiling above
These marks that clawed this cement
They send down my spine shivers
The cold floor spikes me
Its pain I have to bear
For Lord I have sinned
And fed on the blood of my dears
I’ve slain people for pleasure
Taken lives just to amuse
I am no mythological creature
Just another ruined power craving human
