V1

Beaten and abused, -thoroughly forgotten No one hears- my screams for mercy.

No one comes- to turn off the light.

My crime was wrong, -but simple by nature

I did not hurt or kill before

I did not hurt or kill before

Bridge

Behold not a shred of the man that I was before

One last time I go thru iron door

Chorus

Now I Am- 244

Now I am -244

V2

Took three years to build the machine before your eyes

One stood tall and took a stand

My only friend was this man

A victory in fleeting- as I return to the rock again

I sit alone -a darkened voice

Except now- I'm the weapon of choice

Bridge

Chorus

Solo

V3

For- one -last time I go-behind -the iron door

I am 244-I am 244

I am 244-We are 244.