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Thirty fuckin' years locked inside a virulent cell.My fortress of such solitude, while others call it hell.I have no burning desire to see beyond these wallsA life that I may have had once is too vague to recall Imagine how it feels to be a victim of lost timeReleased to unforgiving world, I open up my eyesI hardly ever knew myself, I might be late to knowA hopeless, torn identity, I have no place to goOut there on my own, dreading the days that lie aheadThere are no chances here for me, just broken words insteadThey set my body free, I built a prison in my mindCovered my expressions, while good thoughts are hard to findImagine how it feels to be a victim of lost timeReleased to unforgiving world, I open up my eyesI hardly ever knew myself, I have nothing to giveA hopeless, torn identity, I have no use to live The life I once wanted is not here anymoreIt left me here stranded with my heart on the floorMy life still ain't over till the Fat Lady screamsTortured at the stake by the American Dream Aus Songtexte Mania