The river acheron

Enlighen me to reality, show me the way to forever
Thy steps are foreshadowed, does free will exist?
Guided by misdirection, escape seems imminent
Just like I remember, portraits of hope turn cold to the touch
Thy steps are foreshadowed, does free will exist?
Guided by misdirection, escape seems imminent

How are we to be judged if thy
Actions have been prerecorded?
How are we?
How are we to be fairly judged
If thy actions have been prerecorded?

Please forgive me for I have sinned
And will continue to sin in a world filled with sin
Puppets without strings, slaves lacking masters
How do you expect me to remain tamed?
Mass media construes the truth
Sheds no light to the blind nor voices to the deaf
Voices to the deaf