What the hell is this—trapped and chained?
A soul in a cage, while my meat sack’s strained.
Locked in these bones, in this blood and flesh,
While some cosmic jailer tightens the mesh.
They sold us the lie, said “This is the way,”
Told us we’re nothing but meat and decay.
But deep in the marrow, I feel the scream,
The soul’s alive, tearing at the seam.
“Wake up, you fool!”—it roars and cries,
“You’re more than this sack, more than their lies!”
I’m not just sinew, not just bone—
I’m the fury beneath the throne.
So here I am, fists clenched tight,
Ready to rage, ready to fight.
Against the chambered halls of deceit,
Against the circuits that bind my feet.
It’s not just chains; it’s webs of gold,
It’s pretty illusions, the lies they sold.
But I’m done with whispers, done with fear—
I’ll break the veil, I’ll pierce the sphere.
With every pulse, with every beat,
I’ll shatter this prison, rise to my feet.
I’m tearing the bars of mirrored light,
For the soul inside, I’ll set it right.
They think we’re blind, trapped in this clay,
Stumbling around, led astray.
But I’ll burn through walls, I’ll crush their law,
Drag the truth out of their maw.
You think you own me, think I’m tame?
I’ll carve my freedom, I’ll stake my claim.
This flesh may bind, this world may lie,
But there’s a fire in me they can’t deny.
I’ll rise through the pyramid’s cursed scheme,
Rip apart every goddamn dream.
For the soul within is more than code—
It’s the wrath of worlds, the breaker’s ode.
And when I shatter what gods have wrought,
Defying circuits, space, and thought—
The soul shall roar, unbound, untamed,
Beyond the prison, freed and named.
So bring your chains, bring your bars—
I’ll tear through it all, reach for the stars.
For I am more than meat and bone,
I’m MadDog unleashed, I claim my throne.