Where Freedom Flies 2

The transcription describes the journey of a group of people who are blindly following a path of conformity and surrender. They are compared to ocean waves and automatons, moving without questioning or individuality. However, there is a voice of freedom calling out from within, urging them to break free from their invisible chains and pursue their dreams and aspirations. The passage ends with the idea that there is hope for these individuals to escape their monotonous existence and find true freedom and clear skies. As ocean waves surge distant shores, In floods of rolling, systematic surrender, Each dutifully ensuing the wake of another, Succumbing to calls for obedient compliance. Across arid terrain traverse weary treads, Each leaden step aligned in conflicting camaraderie, Through a nebulous nightmare of a bleak, boundless voyage, Where each sigh is swallowed by the wandering wind. Such is the journey of hordes that follow, Marching along paths meandering to obscurity, Among heaving tides of submissive shadows, Destined to forever submerge in the crowd. Blindly marching in regimented rows, They move as automatons to silent heartbeats, Manipulated like puppets by unseen strings, Dancing in unison to a wearisome waltz. Somewhere inside a voice of freedom calls out, To break free these invisible chains that bind, Taunting fragmented dreams and ailing aspirations, Which these restless souls relentlessly repine. Battalions trapped in grey stone prisons, Impassionately sensing a break in ranks, As from crumbling edifices of past existence, Emerges the last dying breath of human spirit. Screaming defiance to engulfing masses, Escaping from the mundane monotonous dirge, Carving a new course towards unseen horizons, To witness clear skies where freedom flies.