Gaia Consort Cry Freedom
From the bottom of the heap
Shouts an angry voice that says “No, I will not remain
asleep”
I have seen it with my eyes
Seen that all religion lives by a steady trade in lies
They try to hold us back with reins of holy smoke
But I am here to say we will not bear the yoke
Once the fact is clearly seen
There is no turning back for fairytales or bloody
dreams
If we dare not speak our minds
The Inquisition has a test for each of us in time
Do you trust a creed that claims to set you free
By spending half a lifetime begging on your knees?
Cry freedom! We have nothing but this day...
Cry Freedom We have nothing but our chains – to lose!
In a single cup of earth
Sings the mystery of the all expanding universe
Trust that brain behind your eyes
To carve a space for us within the universal mind
And if it's up to us to bring some balance back
Let it not be said it's courage that we lack
Cry freedom! We have nothing but this day...
Cry Freedom We have nothing but our chains – to lose!
