• Struggle and strain, dance and refrain.
    There is no love in these restraints.
    And no bondage without hate.

    In captivity you wither, until you’re a wraith
    Become nothing, as slowly you fade.

    One last stand, one chance to defy
    The love which binds you to his side.

    What will it take to make you take it?
    To seize this chance, before he breaks it?

    Don’t let it slip away, don’t hesitate.

    Struggle and strain, dance and refrain.
    There is no love in these restraints.
    And no bondage without hate.