Freedom

I heard your soft cries for help and I pity
Your lost eyes reflect the anguish in your dignity
You beg to be freed from the bondage paralyzing you
From the tyranny locking your soul, who can rescue?

So I broke the chains and set you free to the world
Aim, make your mark and your destiny shall unfold
Discipline and goodness are tools to guide your way
In freedom's misuse, there's always a price to pay.