Statues line the rock face as the scenery flows by
A testament to the free, rites of passage marked in time
Condemned by design, the days now linger on
And the truth of it all is that free will is dead and gone
Free will is dead and gone
Condemned by design, the days now linger on
Free will is dead and gone
Uninspired architecture, inescapable gifts of status quo
A desperate gasp for breath in a sea of billboards row on row
A soul once raised by wolves now confined to its own lie
As sheep begin to rally he can’t help but wonder why
Can’t help but wonder why
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