Slaves

From the legions who are marching on the road which never ends
There are some of us who stray off to the side
Down the road which forks and bends

In the name of independence, in the name of other truths
Abandoning the temples and the shrines
In the name of our youth

And we shout the word ‘Freedom’
Clutching banners in our grip
But we’re just slaves crawling westwards on an eastern bound ship

But we’ll keep the fires burning inside
Bringing life up to the boil
You say we’ll get our fingers burned
But we won’t give up the fight
Though the future’s black as night
The stars are shining bright

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