Hell yeah.

It's better to light a candle than to curse the dark.
In the eyes of the youth there are question marks,
Like freedom.
Freedom for the mind and soul,
We don't see them.
See them for their worth at all,
That's why we lead them.
Lead them to these wars and what is it we feed them,
Feed them our impurities and who it is we treat them.
Treat them like the enemy humanity will need them,
Need them like the blood we spill and where freedom.
Freedom for the hearts we fill, mislead 'em.
They hunger for the love we give, but we cheat 'em.
The cops beat them when all he wants is his freedom,
So they defeat them, whatever spirit he's got, beat 'em,
And they teach them that the rest of the world don't need him,
And he believes it's a disease that he's heathen.
Put up your fists if all you want is freedom.


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