Bonded into forced captivity
My vision has turned all bloody
Though I glance up at the heavens
I find no answers to my questions
Hey God, is this the reward you give
To those who rejoice in your messiah?
Is this how I shall breathe?
Pray, pray, cure me of this evil militia!
Master
Mighty is my power
Accept that which has been chosen
Written it is in the book of fate
To serve me forever
Is your life's very meaning, o lamenting mate!
Take not your choices as being frozen
Relish, relish of your imposed destiny
Toil! you surely must, for your place is here in my sanctuary!
Breathe, breathe, my children
Rejoice of your dance in my garden
All men are born equal
All men must enjoy my carousal
Forgive the past
Learn from it, to have not a recast
Today, exalted is my breath,
Slavery; an evil practice; has met with its death!
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