Story Behind the Song 
A poem became the basis for this song.
Lyrics 
 We suffer our lives to live
 As servants to the master, Time,
 He tells us when to eat,
 When to sleep
 And when to walk in line.
 
 
 Agendas are the bible
 Of today's modern acolyte,
 They tell us where to be,
 Whom to see
 And what we did last night.
 
 
 The laws of old rule our lands
 Made by those now long departed,
 They dictate what is right,
 What is might
 And when the meter started.
 
 
 Religious ethics point the way
 We must follow to salvation,
 Pay the toll
 To save your soul,
 And don't forget donations.
 
 
 Free me from these chains that bind,
 Let me live with wild abandon,
 I will be my referee,
 My diary,
 And my own religion.
 
 
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