Let It Burn

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You call it justice—I call it flame
A mask I wear to shift the blame
I shout for rights, then swing with fists
(While innocence fades in the mists)

Their stores, their homes, their children’s cries
All fall beneath my war-torn lies
I brand my rage as sacred cause
(While breaking down their civic laws)

I claim to fight for those unheard
But strike the kind and twist the word
I burn, I break, I flood with hate—
(Then call the ruin something great)

Let it burn, let it fall
Tear the pure and scorch them all
Call it justice, call it pride—
(I’ll wear my wrath and never hide)

I scream of peace, then break the glass
Destroy the future for the past
No aim but fire, no end but pain—
(And still I cry in freedom’s name)

No trials here, no courts, no care
Just blind assault on what was fair
Their lives, their work, their dreams undone
(Because I say the reckoning’s begun)

I strike at those who did no wrong
And claim I’ve suffered all along
Their safety’s threat, their calm offends—
(So let it burn until it ends)

The truth’s too dull, the facts too dry
I raise my torch and preach the lie
What’s broken can’t be born again—
(But still I swing with poisoned pen)

Let it burn, let it cry
Smoke their joy and black the sky
The innocent will take the fall—
(For they dared live behind a wall)

I say it’s for the good of all
But only want to watch it fall
Their peace, their homes, their simple grace—
(All vanish when I light the place)

You call it rage—I call it show
Where justice walks, but wrath will grow
I weaponize what people feel—
(Then mock the ones I choose to steal)

Let it burn, let it bleed
I dress destruction up as need
I march on hope and claim it wrong—
(Then raise a fist and sing my song)

Let the flames be all they see
Let terror look like liberty
No truth, no guilt, no path to turn—
(Just ashes left from *“Let it Burn”*)