victims of thought

What the world thinks of you and me,
I've locked those thoughts and thrown away the key,
I'm past their glaring and staring,
Honestly i'm beyond caring,

No longer do my ears twitch to hear what they have to say,
I can tell between black and white, and know I'm going the right way,
bickering and scandals invisible to me,
though through their intentions i can see,

The chains that bound me to the ground,
I've broken free, I can hear freedom's sound,
my head high, though feet on the earth,
within i can feel a familiar stranger's taken birth,

The pain and tears of my heart will heal,
But i wont give into temptations, my lips are sealed,
through their words with a thousand knives they stab till death,
Yet i'll fight till every last breath,

And when you fall victim to their thoughts,
entagled and in their minds caught,
I'll put forward my hand for you to hold,
with midas's hand we'll transform the world with a touch of gold.