Pyongyang

Lyrics

My street’s too still,
Eyes through the frost.
Steps echo sharp,
Freedom’s lost.

I’m in Pyongyang,
My home’s a cell.
Bound by silence,
Living hell.

Voices command,
Words I can’t say.
Cold cuts deep,
Night’s my cage.

I’m in Pyongyang,
My home’s a cell.
Bound by silence,
Living hell.

Air bites hard,
Walls creep in.
Should be free,
Not this sin.

I’m in Pyongyang,
My home’s a cell.
Bound by silence,
Living hell.

Darkness hums,
Fear’s my chain.
Not Pyongyang—
Still the same.