Cry For Freedom
(m&l - weikath/hansen)
Freedom this cry for all slaves will be heard
And the tyrans will feel the steal of the sword
The chains will be broken by all slaves on the earth
Forever to be free on their load
Time has run out for all tyrans in this world
Your slaves are heedin the call
Mankin an end to all this terror and pain
And the end to your lies and your law
Takin away all your gold and your money
cause dead men don´t need it anymore
Much too long we felt the slash of your whips
So now you will feel our sword
Freedom the eternal cry will echo high in the sky
The day will come when all power has been broken
Your blood will flow down to the gates of hell
Satan will wait for your souls
Pray to your God he wont help you hes dead
He wonpt fool our minds and souls... anymore
Freedom this cry for all slaves will be heard
And the tyrans will feel the steal of the sword
The chains will be broken by all slaves on the earth
Forever on their load
Freedom this cry for all slaves will be heard
And the tyrans will feel the steal of the sword
The chains will be broken by all slaves on the earth
Forever to be free on their load
song performed by by Helloween
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Deliver Us From Temptation
Freedom" this cry of all slaves will be heard
And the tyrants will feel the steal of the sword
The chains will be broken by all slaves on the earth
Forever to be free from their load
Time has run out for all you tyrants on earth
Your slaves are heedin\' the call
Makin\' an end to all this terror and pain
An end to your lies and your law
Takin\' away all your gold and your money
\'cause dead men don\'t need it anymore
Much too long we felt the slash of your whips
So now you will feel or swords
Freedom the eternal cry will echo high in the sky
The day will come when all power has been broken
Your blood will flow down to the gates of hell
Satan will wait for your souls
Pray to your god he won\'t help you he\'s dead
He won\'t fool our minds and our soul... anymore
Chorus:
Freedom the cry of all slaves will be heard
The tyrants will now feel the steel of the sword
The chains will be broken by all slaves on earth
Chorus
Forever to be free from their load
Chorus
... Forever to be free from their load
song performed by by Helloween
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Are we really free?
Freedom, a state of mind,
Freedom, an illusion,
Freedom, a nonsense of lunatic
Until it is spiritual.
As long as we are slaves of
Our petty self-interests,
Our prejudice,
And our false ego,
We are not free.
We may celebrate the festival of freedom Hundred times,
We are still slaves.
The Independence Day marks
Material freedom
not
the spiritual one.
Unless we are spiritually free,
We are like sheep devoid of sentiments.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Steal Away The Night
Now I feel the time is right
Love will flow like wine tonight
Give your love and it will come to you
If you feel that you and me
Could escape and hold the key
To a paradise that's true and free
Steal away,
Steal away
Steal away - the night
Now I've met your honesty
You are here and I am free
Broken chains have fallen all around
Point my finger at the fools
Broken chains and broken rules
Let it be rebellion rules tonight
Steal away,
steal away
Steal away - the night
Can it be a dream come true
Now that I am here with you
Tearful eyes of joy is something new
Runaway with me tonight
Dream the dream,
Light the light
Happiness is what you give to me
Steal away,
steal away
Steal away - the night
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Steal Away
Now I feel the time is right
Love will flow like wine tonite
Give your love and it will come to you
If you feel that you and me
Could escape and hold the key
To a paradise that's true and free
Chorus:
Steal away, steal away
Steal away--the night
You gotta steal it
C'mon baby
Now I've met your honesty
You are here and I am free
Broken chains have fallen all around
Point my finger at the fools
Broken chains and broken rules
Let it be rebellion rules tonite
Chorus:
Steal away, you gotta steal away
Steal away--the night
Solo
Can it be a dream come true
Now that I am here with you
Tearful eyes of joy is something new
Runaway with me tonight
Dream the dream and light the light
Happiness is what you give to me
Oooooh yeah!!
Chorus:
Steal away, steal away
You gotta steal away--the night
(3 times)
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Emancipation Day
The sixties brought a clash of arms—
The mem'ry of it thrills and charms—
While Negro slaves for freedom prayed,
Till Heaven bowed to give them aid.
The God of nations—God of right—
Kept back success within the fight,
Till Lincoln vowed on bended knee,
To set the Negro bondsmen free.
The first of January, see!
In eighteen hundred sixty three,
The first Emancipation Day,
When mad oppressors lost their sway,
The sun of freedom rose that day,
The night of bondage drove away,
When sainted Lincoln did decree,
That slaves forever should be free.
As years of time have come and gone,
For each the Negro race has borne,
Abundant fruit in freedom's name,
That will not bring the nation shame.
Emancipation Day, so great!
With joy we meet to celebrate,
The Sun of Righteousness we hail,
Who died that freedom might prevail.
poem by Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer
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Slavery
I free the slaves of the desert,
They march through sand and stone;
Walking too much is prohibited,
Once they fail, once they crawl.
A freedom is sought, fully aware
Of the possibilities, the wrecks;
Anything of conquest is both
Understood and learnt.
Like the slavery of times too long ago,
We too gain slaves to be taught liberty.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Their Freedom
Delicious freedom exalts the Wise of this Earth,
Only the richer society becomes fat with rage
On the food of the planet, and for the chemicals of age;
Our cheers commence, to intrigue the free men.
Our stay is like a pan of ache and pain,
The heat is unbearable so that we master;
This freedom in our cleverness is from joy,
This joy, dependent on closure and numbers, contents us.
Let demons begin their freedom, to last until today,
The brains of their ancestors are dead like a fly or gnat,
But we stay with our free hands and feet,
Not like the slaves of their joy.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Epigram, 1734
Born to be slaves, our fathers freedom sought,
And with their blood the precious treasure bought;
We their mean offspring our own bondage plot,
And, born to freedom, for our chains we vote.
poem by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
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A Slaves Beginning
Freedom, freedom
All wrapped in chains
Written, Said
It's all the same
Once free and alone
Now bound with one
Chains with freedom
Screaming in my very soul
An oath
A desire
The song deep within
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom with chains
poem by Janelle Morehart
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Americans who had traveled in Europe knew the 'free' European peasants suffered considerably greater oppression and misery than did American bondsman. Modern scholarship has shown that the exploitation rate -- the percentage of the worker's production that was taken from him by his owners -- was lower among the slaves than among European peasants, that work loads were light, and that slaves actually experienced a considerable measure of personal freedom.
quote by Forest McDonald
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Nor was it only from the millions of slaves that chains had been removed; the whole nation had been in bondage; free speech had been suppressed.
quote by Matthew Simpson
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Time-Servers
Time-servers are the cowering slaves of slaves,
Alone on earth, who serves the Lord is free,
Each soul shall win the gift that it most craves;
Seek God, my soul -- God shall your portion be!
Based on the translation by Solomon Solis-Cohen that's reproduced on pages 376-377 of A Treasury of Jewish Poetry: From Biblical Times to the Present, edited by Nathan and Marynn Ausubel (Crown Publishers, 1957).
poem by Yehudah HaLevi
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Jibba This
We're slaves to saving time, as if we didn't have enough
We're slaves to the hormone, we're men and must be tough
We're slaves to the dollar, and the happiness that it brings
tradition rules from the start generations running round in rings
[ Chorus ]
I want out I want to escape the human role
They teach us we're fulfilled, when we've done what we're told
Now I feel an emptiness whenever I act out on my own
Now i'm going to break these binds, and get my life back on track
fulfill the expectations with others behind, and fulfill my life with what you call crap
[Chorus
song performed by by Eve 6
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Rhapsody Unshackled (Serious Adult Content)
Few have heard the distant
ecstatic melody:
The slaves heard it
as their pursuers closed in on them,
The political prisoner heard it
as he lay dying in his filthy cell,
Holocaust victims heard it
as they listened to the hiss of gas,
The kidnapped hostage heard it
as the blade touched his neck.
First faint notes,
then a rumbling deep in the earth.
A joyous song
rises like a cloud in the air,
Finally, a promise thunders
in the soul,
There is no death,
You shall be free,
there is deliverance,
there is another land!
poem by Mary Naylor
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Independence Ode
Columbia, fair queen in your glory!
Columbia, the pride of the earth!
We crown you with song- wreath and story;
We honour the day of your birth!
The wrath of a king and his minions
You braved, to be free, on that day;
And the eagle sailed up on strong pinions,
And frightened the lion at bay.
Since the chains and the shackles are broken,
And citizens now replace slaves,
Since the hearts of your heros have spoken
How dear they held freedom - by graves.
Your beautiful banner is blotless
As it floats to the breezes unfurled,
And but for one blemish, all spotless
Is the record you show to the world.
Like a scar on the features of beauty,
Lies Utah, sin-cursed to the west.
Columbia! Columbia! your duty
Is to wipe out that stain with the rest!
Not only in freedom, and science,
And letters, should you lead the earth;
But let the earth learn your reliance
In honour and true moral worth.
When Liberty's torch shall be lighted,
Let her brightest most far-reaching rays
Discover no wrong thats unrighted -
Go challenge the jealous world's gaze!
Columbia, your star is ascending!
Columbia, all lands own your sway!
May your reign be as proud and unrending
As your glory is brilliant today.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Giants
(m&l - weikath)
Strong and invincible
They know every rule
Seems inconcievable
Anything they do
They made us their slaves
We werent unified
Ever since we paid
For selling our lives
Someday, someway, I may see a wonderland
Dont you, wont you say that well be free again
Deprived of our consciousness
We cant predict whats more
Can you remember how
Things used to be before?
I secretly dream
Of things we will be taught
Will someone esteem
For those who have fought?
Strong and invincible
They know every rule
Seems inconcievable
Anything they do
Deep in our hearts
We hope our dreams come true
The only thing is
What are we to do?
Wont you say it...
Cant you feel it...?
song performed by by Helloween
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Rule Britannia
When Britain first, at Heaven's command,
Arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sung this strain:
"Rule, Britannia, rule the waves;
Britons never will be slaves."
The nations, not so blest as thee,
Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall:
While thou shalt flourish great and free,
The dread and envy of them all.
"Rule, Britannia, rule the waves;
Britons never will be slaves."
Still more majestic shalt thou rise,
More dreadful, from each foreign stroke:
As the loud blast that tears the skies,
Serves but to root thy native oak.
"Rule, Britannia, rule the waves;
Britons never will be slaves."
Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame:
All their attempts to bend thee down,
Will but arouse thy generous flame;
But work their woe, and thy renown.
"Rule, Britannia, rule the waves;
Britons never will be slaves."
To thee belongs the rural reign;
Thy cities shall with commerce shine:
All thine shall be the subject main,
And every shore it circles thine.
"Rule, Britannia, rule the waves;
Britons never will be slaves."
The Muses, still with freedom found,
Shall to thy happy coast repair:
Blest isle! with matchless beauty crown'd,
And manly hearts to guard the fair.
"Rule, Britannia, rule the waves;
Britons never will be slaves."
poem by James Thomson
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Freedom Restoration
Land of the free
Where they know where your car is
Land of the free
Where they know where your cell is
Land of the free
Where they know your credit score
And they know your S.A.T.
Your calls are mapped
In the land of the free
Your Googles are tapped
(Well, you google for free..)
Indentured for life
To your college degree
In debt to your home
Built on pyramid loans
Free to roam the highways
With insurance approved
Free to travel the world
If your passport is not removed
Free to cover children's eyes
Hostage to advertising
Free to roam within your mind
While your soul stays in hiding
Sweet land of liberty
Whose ideals are poetry
Mouthed with no consequence
Or accountability
Built on the emptied lands
Of vanished Indians
What bears your burdens now
Land of the free?
The broken lives of felons
The broken backs of slaves
The immigrant families, torn
The toil of the uninsured.
The fat land chews the cud of lies
While liberty faints from hunger
And freedom is a homeless child
With no security number.
And now what brand of freedom
Is in such burdens found?
Would you consider restoration
At the roots and from the ground?
poem by Frank Bana
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An Anthem To Freedom
Were you there when Jesus bled
Before the cross, in sins were dead
By your hand in Christ were led
On to victory
Now's the day and now's the hour
Stand with Christ and stand in power
He's our Rock and strong High Tower
We're free from slavery
So will you come and fight the fight
March in the day and not the night
We will send them all to flight
This will be our day
Free men march and free men die
And all proclaim our God on high
His glory fills the earth and sky
Come Lord soon we pray
In glorious majesty He reigns
He's broken all our wretched chains
On Calvary He took our pains
And death has lost its sting
Now Jesus come and take your place
We lift our eyes, we see your face
Our enemies we now give chase
We serve our glorious King
No longer slaves and dead in sin
New life arises from within
We sing to you a glorious hymn
Of joy and victory
We have arisen from the dead
And follow you who died and bled
And rose victoriously and said
No more slavery
Come now my children, come and see
You once were chained but now are free
Free to live and reign with me
Its time to wield the sword
Its the final day, the final hour
Rain down thy presence, a glorious shower
Its not by might nor any power
But by My Spirit says the Lord
poem by Frank McEleny
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For That Master....
you are giving what we do not need
and so of course we discard it
for what use are your grass to our sea
what relevance is your cloud to our cave
your flowers do not thrive
on the deepest part of our seas
we claim no kingdom
so what is the use of your slaves and serfs
and soldiers
and lances and carriages?
stop all these
we have long ceased to be a path to your discourses
did we not tell you that we descend from the spirits of the winds?
there is no use now
we have long set ourselves free
your golden chains
that made us sing for freedom
we have given
to the pillars
now you must own them
as you are bound
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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