Shackled, an ageing man
Tackles his life without a plan
Looking through the glass
Hollow he sees the seasons pass
Rocking in his chair
Nothing can break his empty stare
Waiting for the day
The day that death takes him away
A man devoid of hope
He sees no way to cope
Shackled in his brain
He cries for death in vain
Saddened, he sheds a tear
He can't recall his younger years
Living through lifeless days
His mind a cold and empty haze
A man devoid of hope
He sees no way to cope
Shackled in his brain
He cries for death in vain