• I chop at these bloody chains
    That hold me against the ground
    Keeping me from flying with the eagles because these chains will never break
    Every time I chop at them they seem to get a little tighter around me
    Trying hold me here where I never can feel the wind under my wings
    Every time I try to fly it seem to pull me closer and closer toward the ground
    So I decided to drive towards the ground as fast I can
    The chains seem to slowly let me go as I get closer and closer to the ground
    I almost hit the ground as I slip out of the chains that hold me there
    But I never touch the ground
    I`m finally free of those chains
    Soon I`m flying high into the air but I still remember those chains holding me there
    As to remind me of the pain I when though for my freedom