Stuck on this chain,
we have become slaves.
Our free will we sustain.
Freedom, rise the Enclaves.
As a child of light,
a being holding on to my soul.
A new world is in sight.
Receive wisdom become whole.
Blind with tainted love,
I almost fall for the scam.
Is our family above?
I almost fell into a phone-jam.
What we want inside,
it seems so far, it's so close.
The Darkness will always hide.
A new world, new life, we suppose.
Greased up, we leave the chain.
We are no longer slaves.
Our Freedom of Speech we sustain.
Freedom, rise the Enclaves.
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picture from the game Enclave, a game I used to have for the first x-box, it relates to this. also a good game .
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