Spirit Liberation

The self righteous spit in the face of your liberty Follow them or face down the hammer Of conformity You ugly ones must not have a mirror Because you can’t see You're throwing stones in a house made of glass now So plain to me And we will never stop Living our way No matter what they try We'll curse what they say Now some were born to follow And some were born to lead But I was born for neither A different kind of breed Just like you can't cage a ghost And you can't chain the wind You could never break this spirit Or silence our dissent Ascent Dissent

Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026