Free Slaves
Written by: Anthony Eugene Ramirez

We cry for freedom, but our actions show we don’t want it.
The bible tells us that foolish dogs, return to vomit.
It’s all folly, it’s real life, no symbolism.
Got us distracted on selfism like the television.

And hell is driven in our foundations, shaky ground…
Cold as ice, if the ball is flat, then it won’t rebound.
We playing worthless games, pointing fingers, persons names.
Point the finger at yourself, ownership changes things.

Facts and figures, we fishing hard in crashing rivers…
We packed with vigor, to vitalize these cats that’s bitter.
Perspective driven, the Father wants to check his children.
Stabilize the soul of humanity, affecting millions.

Give them a pulse back, cancel the life support.
And by the sword, the power’s racing, apply the Lord.
And by report of all the strangers, defined by war…
We are liberated from the same things we’re fighting for.

Chorus:
We’re Free Slaves, no shackles, no chains…
Sitting in an open cell, to afraid to change…
We are blood bought, truly free indeed.
Who the Son sets free is truly free indeed.
(We’re Free Slaves) (2x)

These days are all typical, pivotal, recipricol,
Intrical parts of operating as intentional.
Living in chaotic, politicking, 2 dimensional.
Flat earth perspectives, blind perception in our visuals.

Dripping with condensation, dropping our conversations.
From the competent levels, pull together like compilations.
With the God of Salem, As-salamu alaykum.
And this walk is sacred, must proclaim to all creation.

Hands of time, minutes and hours to shape these lines.
Got an abstract definition, reality, same divine.
Painted Signs, Romans and One, deprave our minds.
Building obstacles of war, miss the Son, chasing shine.

Hate the climb, but wanna build an alter on the mountaintop.
Fail to see the glimpse of heaven, faces in this melting pot.
Fail to see salvation, from the lamb upon the wooden cross.
Trying to find the truth within deception, but this world is lost.