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  • I saw these chains locked on my wrists Around my neck no shackles missed I'd try to shake them off and flee No where to go without a key Awoke my eyes drew the first breath New to the world but not to death This plan devised in secrecy May take my life or set me free No more to work this simple life To toil only met with strife The evening still and passed the sun The night crept in my chance to run I wait for dark! I wait for dark! No looking back I'm running I'm running out of sight No looking back I'm running Running into the night My feet be quick for this racing heart Come morning's light will the chasing start With the fear of pursuit comes a fear of the flight And if I stop they will shoot so I continue to hide In the cover of the night At morning's light the darkness gone I see the distance fade I take to flight my fears withdrawn my heart is now betrayed Not a slave to man! Not a slave to... Set me free! Set me free! Hammer these chains and set me free! Break these chains! Break these chains! Unbind my hands and pardon me! Ran all this way with the hope this pain would now release, finally cease What is this freedom if I haven't peace? Serpent you lied and you told me to run I haven't found repose for I still am undone This isn't life! This can't be it! I've run so far away yet none of the pieces will fit I couldn't see, I should have known! This peace abounds at my Master's home Now my heart be still or these feet will fall All for the will of the Master's call The morning bright all darkness gone and not afraid Shown the true light against the dawn my debt has now been paid I was lost to save For I'm the Master's slave No looking back I'm running Running with all my might No looking back I'm running Running to the true Light I saw these chains fall to my feet I stand amazed at this work complete These chains not Yours they were my own "Now run no more my son, come home"

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