Blood and sweat.
Whips and chains.
Enslaved by mere thoughts,
Subdued by mere doctrines,
The mind trapped behind it’s walls.
Like birds of the air,
We were born to be free
With wings spread on both sides
We were born to soar high,
Above every dogma
And Above every creed.
“Why hide beneath these facades?”
Take charge and break loose.
Cast every restraint down the abyss.
Slither through life and its moments
And Savour every drop as it falls.