everytime you take a look to the sky you'd rather be dead than a slave made for mine wings are made to fly but yours are confined by a prison created by myn to keep broken spirits alive
no one is free until all a re free no one is free no one is free until all are free
scarred for life your wings are broken but your will is strong we can break bones but a free mind wants to go where it belongs
no one is free until all a re free no one is free no one is free until all are free
[to bow down to those who’ve crowned themselves all powerful (yet never reigning) leaves us laying upon their holy ground strained and dying where no one is free]