To transgress out, out of a savage state of mind

A deep-rooted, continuous outcry

Territory under rule
But from whom?
Do we choose the right to not choose to be fools?

To grasp greedily, a freedom from pride
A binding force, a source of strength

Territory under rule
But from whom?
Do we choose the right to not choose to be fools?

To be content to lose, an act of saving, of deliverance for a while
For the knowing smile of "I told you so"

Fear and its penalties, to utter such cries

I think the choice is there to underrule