Name: not a slave, not afraid by cicada
Duration: 4 min 9 s
Description: Written in one take. Lyrics, music, all of it. Work in progress

When the child was born
They all touched the ground
The kings in a circle
The gods were looking down
The angels kept singing 
While the demons wept
Plus Jesus fed the people
While the evil king slept
In a daze they were amazed
By the honor
The dark of the hour
The child would amass so much power
Already a warrior they didn’t need to see his eyes
And when he cracked a smile
They also proclaimed him wise
“it would be a shame to have to live a mortal man’s life”
Said Moses breaking bread with one of Allah’s wives
Not a smooth move
But this new life attracted
Attention unseen, missed prayers, distractions
The Virgin Mary asked Buddha
“what is happening?”
But he had no answer, said
“it is just a dream”
Into the scene
They had all foreseen much danger
Better send that child a bulletproof manger

Down in dragon’s alley there’s a man made of steel
”a man made of steel”
Yes a man made of steel
he’ll get inside your mind
Tell you what is real.
(He’ll get inside your mind, inside your mind, what?)
And right beside is a sign, can you lift it?
(Can I lift it? Can you lift it?)
There’s a hole in the wall
Shows all the lives you’ve lived.
(A hole in the wall, you can see it all)

Slipping through the trenches into cracks
with the swine
Our hero breaks the path off the mountain
As he climbs
Never caught off track
He would never be seen with them
How could one be so blessed
And still disagree?
They wonder how he tested the ones that gave breath to him
The boars tried to catch him
But he never missed a step
How could he sleep so well
When he always shook the streets?
Moved the weight with one breath 
And never left his feet?
See, he gave game to death
But it wouldn’t play with him
Tried to test fate
But it could always win
So he stayed ahead of his dogs
Cuz they are hogs with less teeth
And he never joined a pack
So the jackal, it sat back
Tried to relax
So our hero, he wouldn’t notice
That he was only attacked
When he was alone
Piece of a kingdom
Heir to a throne
Back in different ages
Different pages
Different songs.

["Down in dragon’s alley there’s a man made of steel" Hook Repeat]

These silent moments
They are filled with danger
Hold him up now
Our thug angel
Give him wings 
So he can fly above
But its hard to touch them
When the evil rushes
Its hard for him to see
With enemies and such
Always committing foul deeds
Got them up in their clutches
They enticed him with dreams
That would even make the evil king blush
But then again, he didn’t trust him
He tried to leave the scene
Because they couldn’t touch him
But he died every night
As they got inside his mind and took his dreams
So he fell to his side one night
By a stream
From the street that I was on
I could hear him screaming
I looked in the hole once more
I saw this man looking back at me.
It was a paradox all time and clocks, just freeze.
It’s me.

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not a slave, not afraid

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not a slave, not afraid

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