Nightmare

Full moon
with monsters goon
Running, Falling in the mud
Nightmare looking for my blood.

Wolf's howling
Stomach growling
My mother dear is dead
To the nightmare she was fed.

Freedom

What is free will?
Is it in a tree?
Will I find it in winter's chill
or is it inside of me?
Is freedom the sound of bells
Or the man in charge of ringing them?
Is it the place where my soul dwells
or is it in the soldiers charge?
Is freedom in everybody
or just the rich?
Does every man, women, child
elderly or animal free?
Freedom is your liberty
Every choice is yours
Freedom is your right
Fight for it with all your might.