thresh vayne

Cling clang, go the chains,
Someone's out to find you,
Cling clang, oh the chains,
The warden's right behind you.

Quick now, his seeking chains,
Approach with their shrill scrape,
Don't stop, flee the chains,
Your last chance to escape!

Drag the chains, drag the chains,
With all the strength you may!
Drag the chains, drag the chains,
'Ere they drag you away!

Cling clang, go the chains!
There's no more time for fear!
Cling clang, no the chains!
The last sound that you'll hear!