Burn

Take them to the masters that take out their eyes, they won't need them to see
Severed retina
No one will ever read
The scriptures of the past life embedded into a lie
Charring their flesh, blistering, waiting, waiting to die
Mass extinction
Chosen to live or die, torn from their kin, failing their masters they pray to be dead
Burn
Take away their hands and sever the feet
No more freedom
Tell us, tell us a rhyme?
They promise that everything's fine
Take away their
Torso and sever the head
Gained their freedom
Now they, now they can die
They promise that everything's fine
Conquered the weakened minds
Burn all the children including the wives
The masters controlling deciding who dies
They torture and burn everything in their sights
Burning, burning the flesh

Conquered wisdom
Now we, now we regret
Fulfill prophecy
Desperate for freedom, the one with no name
Takes up a torch, follows, the trail, to the masters
No more hiding
Chosen to live or die, torn from their kin, holding their torches they pray to be free
Burn
Enter the streets, seek out the masters sheathe
No more strength left
Turn his plight into ash
They promise that everything's fine
Seek the horses, untie them, set them free
No escape plan
Sights set on the palace
They promise that
Everything's fine
Conquered the powerful minds
Burn all the children including the wives
The peasants controlling deciding who dies
They torture and burn everything in their sights
BURN
In this story, of horrible truths, the cycle begins
So many will die, the fire takes all and comes at night
And it will happen again and again and again and again we are all praying for the carnage to end, the
Wolves are left hungry and feeding their lies, the follies of man will continue to strive