Free

So you think that you've gone back To a state of certain madness And you find it very hard to believe it so But the moment will arise When you sing with joy and gladness And the trappings of the dawn They will let you go Free, from the situation, going on and on Free, from the situation, going on and on When the sun melts into night And the darkness sets around me I lay down on my bed, and fly In the morning when I rise Even more it will astound me I'll open my eyes and dream Free, from the situation, created by men Free, from corrupted nations, let me say it again Free, from the world's deception, going on and on Free, to sing my song "Enough!" he cried, "enough!" Amidst the burning rubble and the debris of agony And the chaos that erupted with the violence of madmen. "Enough!" he cried, ... Where the nations leaders stood amongst the Populace of the faithless, And the smiles of fortune were cast in gold! And the inheritance of their forefathers stood As a monument of suicide! "The smell!" he cried, "the smell!" "I am witness to the damnation And have seen the contributors of freedom's end! When the decision of few, made in secret, Have raped and ravaged those who would lay down Willingly! Like a whore unto the universe!" "Enough!" he cried, "My people have laid waste the gift of life and Freedom, and have worshipped An abomination, And have left the spirit of the land with remorse And desolation!" Trying, Lord I'm trying, Lord I'm trying Trying, trying, trying, trying ... Trying to be free Fighting to be free Don't you know that freedom is the key Until all nations arise And be strong and just in my eyes While a part of me dies for them Until then I'll be set free By the magic of my own mind As I lay on my bed and dream Free, from the situation, created by men Free, from corrupted nations, let me say it again Free, from the world's deception, going on and on Free, to sing my songs