Mud Thrones

The fault is ours for letting our habits take over us
Our mistake was to believe in a leader from the past who could guide us to the future

They climbed over us to get to the top
They took advantage of our poverty
Only hunger and pain opened our eyes
Selling our land to his name

The price of knowledge is a key to liberty
Manipulating the ignorance
Silence has a price
And bought many of us
Our dazzled brothers are going against us
The warriors of the past couldn't be corrupt
How much does the freedom cost?
How much blood has to be spilled?

Thrones made of gold covered in mud
A palace with the fragility of a crystal
Our king, the embodiment of all the evil we are
Using ignorance as a bandage

The price of knowledge is a key to liberty
Manipulating the ignorance
Silence has a price
And bought many of us
Our dazzled brothers are going against us
The warriors of the past couldn't be corrupt

How much does the freedom cost?
How much blood has to be spilled?
The death of our loved ones
Being part
Of all the red seas of history

How much does the freedom cost? (Freedom cost)
How much blood has to be spilled?



Credits
Writer(s): Luis Cernadas
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