The sun, may it illuminate the day,
With a brightness seen in no other way,
May it show us to the distance we call far,
With no such boundary to bar,
The potential,
Hidden within,
A deep illumination of the dark we call sin,
May it awaken,
Arise,
To burn us a path,
To see,
We are free,
But only if you believe,
And you truly wish it to be.

You are not hidden,
Unlocked, and unbound.
You have the right to the world,
Why call that profound?
Take advantage,
Show no sway,
Stand proud on your ground,
This is yours! This is ours!
The freedom is free,
It consumes everything.
You turn a blind eye,
And in a split second to count,

The freedom is gone,
All lost, dead to be free,
For it ceases to be.