Shackle my Hands
Shackle my Feet
Band my Eyes
Band my Mouth
I still continue to Speak
Cut me with your hurt
Stab me with your hate
At the end of the day
I will still be standing
Or waiting at the Pearly White Gates
And my words will still live on
Speak on
Travel on
There is no destroying my legacy
For it is always inside of me
Waiting to be bold and break out
So, Forever I am told it will be
And That's without a Doubt!