This word written in capital letters
Sends a clear message: It matters
It matters to me, to you, to all,
We fight for it… or go AWOL.

To describe freedom is really hard,
This concept always catches me off guard.
I don’t know it, I never did
Freedom is not a vivid thing.

Why I dare to say it out loud?
Because I can, because I’m right
Our freedom is as real
As the emperors new clothes ever will.

We ‘re fooled to believe in a myth
A dream machine we’re building in a filth
Of corruption,  slavery and destruction
That never comes to function.

Freedom exists only when
You let go and even then
You must run away from this world,
That keeps you still, in chains of gold.

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