Matrix and Freedom's Feather

What is this strange place we find ourselves in Trapped in the open, we are free within Unbounded and free, despite chains on our necks Seeing virtual shadows that we all vex Listen to the sweet call like Neo once did Who saw that the Architect is the id Listen to the dove despite what it may seem The dove outside this maze is not a dream This iron caged world is a dream that we run The dove’s feather is within everyone A blood red pill, truth without dilation A grand transition and transformation The fissure of what is, and who will win Within this strange place we find ourselves in