Empty are the castle grounds when dusk arrives, Silence echoes loudly, for three lives here. Seagull, flying high above the open sky, Flying high and free, past each wistful eye.
I brush my arms and legs, I smash my withered face, To show them I'm with no disgrace. Deep in a padded cell, They've locked me in this hell, 'Till dawn will ring the hangman's bell.
Burning are the hours left for me to share, A cold and icy stare is all I bare. Marching to my death, they'll hang me till I die. Still I know I'll find where my fortune lies.
Chorus: Voices in the air, Leave me with a dream. Crying of despair, Can't you hear me scream? Soon I'll say no more, Only one last sigh, As they pull the door, There my fortune lies.
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