The Burning Joke
It's whirling in the depths
Sunrise comes so my wounds heal
Another dawn pierces clouds,
as its sharp beak rapes my limbs
I hear it upon my bowed head,
armless by this unbreakable chain
Smithing god has forged to punish me
led by the father of Gods and men
Honor my sacrifice
Now it's time to
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BURN!
I dared among all the Titans
I challenged the divine plan
my gift to mortals to set you free
from brutality and misery
My gamble is not vain, brothers,
I won't blame you for a failure
what I've done is give you chances
I'll have no regrets
Honor my sacrifice
Now it's time to
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BLAZE UP! BLAZE UP!
BLAZE UP! BLAZE UP!
FIRE IN THE HOLE!
Mold your fate, you cursed progeny,
damned in the centuries.
Not all who flies near
the sun burns their wings
The Sons of Eagle going to oppose
our will, in vain they fall!
Wounded by our ambition
and burned by our desire
BURN!
Don't be afraid... It's only my real shape
Don't be afraid... It's only my burning fate
Don't be afraid... It's only my foolish grin
Don't be afraid... It's only a dystopic dream
Honor my sacrifice
Now it's time to
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BLAZE UP! BLAZE UP!
BLAZE UP! BLAZE UP!
FIRE IN THE HOLE!
Now, that they have tight the yoke and
now, that you have raised the truth
You will never accept
their lies, their reign
We rush in a ruinous aberration
all is doomed to collapse
Preserving among the living
only mad or blind
Sunrise comes so my wounds heal
Another dawn pierces clouds,
as its sharp beak rapes my limbs
I hear it upon my bowed head,
armless by this unbreakable chain
Smithing god has forged to punish me
led by the father of Gods and men
Honor my sacrifice
Now it's time to
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BURN!
I dared among all the Titans
I challenged the divine plan
my gift to mortals to set you free
from brutality and misery
My gamble is not vain, brothers,
I won't blame you for a failure
what I've done is give you chances
I'll have no regrets
Honor my sacrifice
Now it's time to
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BLAZE UP! BLAZE UP!
BLAZE UP! BLAZE UP!
FIRE IN THE HOLE!
Mold your fate, you cursed progeny,
damned in the centuries.
Not all who flies near
the sun burns their wings
The Sons of Eagle going to oppose
our will, in vain they fall!
Wounded by our ambition
and burned by our desire
BURN!
Don't be afraid... It's only my real shape
Don't be afraid... It's only my burning fate
Don't be afraid... It's only my foolish grin
Don't be afraid... It's only a dystopic dream
Honor my sacrifice
Now it's time to
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!
BLAZE UP! BLAZE UP!
BLAZE UP! BLAZE UP!
FIRE IN THE HOLE!
Now, that they have tight the yoke and
now, that you have raised the truth
You will never accept
their lies, their reign
We rush in a ruinous aberration
all is doomed to collapse
Preserving among the living
only mad or blind
Credits
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