We all long for utopia and yet, and maddening sense of euphoria
Is all we get when we're drowning in hopeless misery.
We the people idolize obsession,
Under the guise of hated oppression.
Look left! Feelings guide us!
Look right! Tradition binds us!
We are fools trapped in our own philosophy,
Stuck in selfish monotony.
We cry for freedom, yet tighten our chains.
We speak of independence, yet make ourselves slaves.
Freedom and death are more akin then you'd believe.
Once breaks physical chains, the other brings eternal reprieve.
Freedom and death: two sides of the same coin.
Forever intertwined, always joined.
Hopeless, humanity squanders its self-worth
All for a cause we do not deserve.
We are the great paradoxes of the universe,
We hunger for individuality, and yet demand severance
From The One who gave us the desire to live free.
Is it a cry for autonomy or ugly betrayal?
I pray we discover which is true.
For freedom and death, we must decide with whom we align.
The coin is flipping...will it land on your side?
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