Revolutionary

I've finally found it: the missing link; the missing ring; the puzzle-piece to solve the mystery and free us all

The eggshell of our world has been shattered,

and I wonder, I wonder...

What is freedom, really?

Tell me about eternity,

While we sit beside the fire.

I want to know about all the mysteries in creation;

I want to be the clock that solves all riddles.

Push me over the edge of immortality,

And I'll crash at the bottom like a mirror.

Our immutable visions will make us kill ourselves

Our immutable ideals will save us.

I want to be saved

Go on and save me

Cause I know that you know what it's like...

What's it like to be on the receiving end of brutality

Escape the world we've built for ourselves

Smash the shell, the shield, surrounding us.

My Prince, free us from the grasp of an imaginary contrived existence

I wonder, I wonder,

What is freedom really?

Don't let it go to your head.

Princes on white horses don't exist.

Seeing one is as much a miracle as fairies, wizards, and true friends.

Don't blame yourself for believing it, though.

Just throw away your nobility,

And begin to like who you are

For who you've been from the start.

Don't change.

SMASH!

The baby chick has finally begun to live.