Freedom from fear is the freedom I claim for you my motherland! Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head,breaking your back, blinding your eyes to the beckoning call of the future. Freedom from the shackles of slumber where withyou fasten yourself in night’s stillness, mistrusting the star that speaks of truth’s adventurous paths. Freedom from the anarchy of destiny whole sails are weakly yielded to the blind uncertain winds,and the helm to a hand ever rigid and cold as death. Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet’s world, where movements are started through brainless wires, repeated through mindless habits, where figures wait with patience and obedience for themaster of show, to be stirred into a mimicry of life.
Dual Logic – Bella Ciao
