Burn

Burn

This revolution is all we have.
The spark behind our eyes.
But it's slowly failing...slowly dying.

We need a kindle for the flame,
They need a martyr for what they beleive.

Let me be your effigy,
I'll burn for what you beleive

Let me die in a blaze of glory,
I'll die for this revolution.

Let. Me. Burn.

Let my death relight the fire...
Rekindle the flame in your souls.

Let my death be an outcry.
To the oppressors that we fight.
Let my soul be the flame which
Leads the rest of you into battle.

I don't want this for the glory...
But for the freedom of you all

Let me be your effigy.
I'll burn for what you beleive...

I'll Burn