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In the howl of the empty wind
The invisible flame
As the mouth of injustice grins
Fire runs through my veins
The soul of the nation slowly withers
As the spring lays crushed beneath the hammer
My vision sears the crowded square
This routed place
I choose to expire
As the steel in my nerve sets in
I carry the cries
In my end a new world begins
It's not me who dies
You're all on the brink of compromise
Mass concessions in defeated eyes
A terrible kindness to break the thrall
I strike the match
And let it fall
Oppression, injustice, self-immolation
I am the inferno I am legion.
Some run screaming
Some sit silently
An agonizing gift of charred humanity
My footsteps
They will echo through eternity
A seismic scorching outcry of indignity
I write my blackened name, carved into the wind
I fill your hearts with rage
I leave you ash and legend.
Fire runs through my veins
Oppression, injustice, self-immolation
I am the inferno I am legion.