To transgress out
Out of a savage state of mind
A deep rooted
Continuous outcry
Territory under rule
But from whom?
Do we choose the right to not choose
To be fools?
To grasp greedily
A freedom from pride
A binding force, a source of strength
Territory under rule
But from whom?
Do we choose the right to not choose
To be fools?
To be content to lose
An act of saving
Of deliverance for a while
For that knowing smile of
I told you so
Fear and it's penalties
To utter such cries
I think the choice
Is there to underule

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