Once there used to be a tale
About a house so cold and pale
That whoever lived nearby never came
To try and enter the house of chains

But there lived a maiden with a haunted mind
Her lifelong pleasures she could never find
She was broken down, filled with grief and pain
For being locked in the house of chains

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Her head seems broken
Her soul's crying out
Her heart's not open
When I hear her shout
She can't run away
Doesn't know how to explain
Why she has to stay
In the house of chains

The situation it leaves her no choice
She's singing out in a broken voice
Her dreams are shattered, her hopes all crushed
When she tries to shout out, her roar is hushed

No chances left for this broken girl
She can't escape from her shadowed world
Her hands are bloody from scratching the door
She can't remain locked here anymore

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What opportunities await her outside the gate
She prays to God that it's not too late
No use trying to climb on the prison's walls
And late at night then her spirit calls

"Hello, anybody, please hear my cry
My fingers' bloody, my throat's all dry
I'm calling out for an aid again
I'm locked inside, in the house of chains..."

Chorus

And when she sees nobody answers to her helpless cries at
night
She wants to fly like a sparrow and make her spirit light
So she goes up to her window but she never even tries
She falls down on her elbows, and again she cries.
And so she cries.
And so she cries.
And so she cries.
And so she...