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The Liberation

Prisoners were captured, their liberty were stolen Hopes were dangling, asking help to heaven Dreams were their silent sanctuaries The only one that keeps their sanities Eyes were blindfolded, hands were handcuffed Lies and deceptions, all of them were bluffed It felt like an abyssal tunnel they fell in Everywhere you looked, it was just a dark scene Free to struggle with strengths just like candles This world is dominated by heartless scoundrels Evil is everywhere, someone pulls his triggers Weak are those we hear the sound of whimpers When will this dark age come to conclusion? When is the fulfillment of promised redemption? All these words are just words, vague and empty All seen are letters and numbers printed blankly What is the context, who gives the meaning? Our minds can't compete to what He's thinking Send a messenger, one who will tell us your will A refreshing message that will makes us stands still This is the key to these chains we're strapped into In darkness we're into, the light that pierce through We see the glimpse of the future, thanks to you We feel free and loved, not caged as we used to

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