FV #1

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Heed Oh! Heed , Heed the sound
Bleed Oh! Bleed, Bleed for the bound
My voice heed for it cannot be heard
Heed thine voice and break from the herd
Hear oh! Hear the clashes of chains
Feel oh! Feel, Feel the degree of the pain
Do not let thine wings be clipped
Nor let their coin of fortune be flipped
See oh! See, see their scent
And smell those whose wills are bent
Neither bird nor snake are ever free
Not as free as you suffering in glee