Freedom

We waste another day
In land called free
Who saved us anyway?
We stand on guard for 'thee'?

I don't think we needed saving
But we sure do now
'Cause it's not just concrete they are paving
It's also the forests they're tearing down

Strip us of our spirits
Throw us in the dust
We already know what fear is
With a cold, hard coating of lust
Blanket us with rust
And pray to Baphomet this world won't bust

In the end, we have our ways
Throw all your weapons forth
They won't touch my infuriating rage
It covers me like a cage
And in this act, sets the stage
We must keep our compass point North

I have keys many, all lined in a row
Cost no pretty penny, cost me not a soul
I open my mind, and you'll jump inside
To steal all these secrets it holds

Armor and weapons
Magic and myth
I call all this forth from mine own dark abyss
Baphomet help you, he could only wish
That his inner darkness was in fact dark as this
Monters, demons, mad scientists too
They all fin and fiddle to my buckaroo
In this world, I do say as I please
And here I make Lucifer bend to his knees
Struggle and struggle, he will with his might
He just aught not to see through such a fight
Boil and bubble, he'll swell and he'll sway
And citizens of Earth would not know what to say
Let it be written, and if taken down
Surely your last breath would be as if drawn underground