freedom

Freedom

Freedom is an illusion
A place inside your mind
Unless we pay our debtors, 
The world will leave us behind.
Image and perfection,
Guides this world's perception
Satisfying the beast
As the rich sit down and feast.
Perform and transform
They are not interested in you being "reborn"
We were programmed all along
To stay silent to all that’s wrong.
Critical thinking is dead
People believe everything that's said.
As they pour more lies inside our heads
we might as well wear their ring, because to the machine we are now wed
The remedy is found in God's word
The very thing they promote as absurd
Drink from his well
Because there is really hell.
Dine with his wine
And you'll see all the warning signs
Bask in his will
And you will understand why his blood had to spill
Bathe in his ways
And your old life will fade away
Dance in his light
For he will make all things turn out right.
Shower in his power
For we are in the midnight hour
We are in the midnight hour!!!
Freedom is only found in him,
The one who can cleanse us from all sin,
If you read the end of the story,
You will encounter his infinite glory!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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