“My liberty” that’s all I want
But Prospero just wants to hunt,
“Is there more toil” I would ask and ask,
But our promise is in the past.

I did every task, instruction, quest he said,
It feels like I’m being torn into shreds.
I am way below him in the chain
So all he does is give me pain.

But being his servant, I should obey
And never should I betray,
He freed me from the tree
So I will always agree.