In times of great vexation

When one must choose between what's right and wrong

Freedom, so they say,

Amounts to the choices you have made

Through all the arbitrary rationale concerning liberty

Freedom, I must say,

Exists within unconditioned minds



Reason has come of age



How can you be satisfied with things the way they are

When all that surrounds us now and so much more

Remains inside the keeper's dark embrace?

The insatiable thirst for power has made

Idols out of mortals, gods into clay

Soldiers into heros, children into slaves

All damned

Desires

Their hopes betrayed



Who will suffer the laws

That State can decide your child's education

Unless you pay the price?



Refrain (x2)

Who will suffer their laws?

Who will suffer their minds?

Who will suffer their words?

Who will suffer their designs?