In times of great vexation
  When one must choose between what's right and wrong
  Freedom, so they say,
  Amounts to the choices you have made
  Through all the arbitrary rationale concerning liberty
  Freedom, I must say,
  Exists within unconditioned minds
  
  Reason has come of age
  
  How can you be satisfied with things the way they are
  When all that surrounds us now and so much more
  Remains inside the keeper's dark embrace?
  The insatiable thirst for power has made
  Idols out of mortals, gods into clay
  Soldiers into heros, children into slaves
  All damned
  Desires
  Their hopes betrayed
  
  Who will suffer the laws
  That State can decide your child's education
  Unless you pay the price?
  
  Refrain (x2)
  Who will suffer their laws?
  Who will suffer their minds?
  Who will suffer their words?
  Who will suffer their designs?