Stop running for now, and face him alone -And face him in battle, face him being prone,Face him being poor, face him being rich,And have once the courage to lay him in siege!You cannot escape, you may only hide,But this cannot help - for he is inside.Once being awoken it will bite and tear,And what is the worst - he sleeps just so near…
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Can you hear my voice? I shall speak of your choice,Of the bonds you've been given, of unreachable heaven,Of the freedom you've lost to become nameless ghost,Of the life you do live, helping prison to thrive.Can you hear me now? You are one in a row,Perfect soldier in all but to find own goal,But to follow your mind which is gone with a wind,And to find own path, being "I" and not "Us",Being one in a crowd, stepping your own roadAnd ignoring comment, that thus safety does end.One, who wants to break free, one, who wants to be man,Needs willpower to see - he's a slave now and then,Moving predefined ways, speaking his usual "nays",Watching all-common faces, racing other ones’ races.Never will slavery end, never will prison breakTill you find inner land - and the willpower you seek.Will you hear me now, being one in a row?It's your mind who'll break free - and one day that you'll see.
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I have been given flaming bladeTo pierce night and fight with shade,And it is glowing with that fire
