Escape Triangle



Prison cast in blasphemed walls
Dare we not to grope
With distress entity of chains
As powerful as black knights
Living withing the ditches
We stake escape from dungeon bonds
A bleak fantasy of mind
By the legacy in scofield
It came to pass

Buried in the heart of the sea
Plans went by in blood pool
With body amour of tattoos
A secret of the century
Foggy without help above the walls
The sanity of survival
On the disposal sand of time
Aspire as the legend of the break
When it come to pass


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