Citadel        (C) 1993 N.Thomas        I could be lost here forever        Caught between you and indecision        This place is a citadel against the hoards of violent faces        But yours is more deadly than hell        No-one can hear my distress call        Invisible to the outside world        Like teeth that could tear through my tear-soaked tortured flesh        I fear Im resigned to my fate        Desperate plans for desperate moments        Like how to escape this inquisition        Fabricated undisputable evidence        Guilt by association my only crime