Ad Astra Per Aspera

(Door opens, man sings)
-Which side are you on boy
Which side are you on? (whisper)
(Walks up to the counter)
-On the rock, please
(Sound of ice in the glass)
-I'm sick and tired, you know. The same toil everyday.
Produce, reproduce, we’re reproducing the

Means of production. And all of this for what?
What is the purpose of it?
Produce more and live less
The state is a machine of repression that allows
The ruling classes to ensure their domination over
The working class. Surplus-value, it is the purpose.
How ‘bout that guy (?), the one of free

Subjectivity, author and responsible for his actions?
He's a subjugated being, who’s submitted to a
Higher authority and devoid of any freedom,
Except for the freedom to accept his submission.
This is our freedom.
We can choose where we alienate.