Imprisoned Freedom

In this blinded world, I'm afraid of tomorrow You can't see yourself, because the mirror is broken Shattered remains reflect the product of our own constant consumption This sadistic culture has shackled resistance and forced us Deeper into desperation Abandoning reason as we accept treason The clothes on our backs, sown by bleeding hands The flesh you eat, grown on stolen land This foul stench of deceit will not die until we are free There is no time for reconsolidation, we have imprisoned freedom I can't digest - and I can't accept, the words unleashed when you preach About what is wrong and what is right, when lies are justified Through modified divine right Left to find new ways to regain our freedom Guerilla warfare, the last hope for liberation