The soul of the nation slowly withers
In the howl of the empty wind
As the spring lays crushed beneath the hammer
The invisible flame
My vision sears the crowded square
As the mouth of injustice grins
This routed
Fire runs through my veins
I choose to expire
As the steel in my nerve sets in You’re all on the brink of compromise
I carry the cries
Mass concessions in defeated eyes
In my end a new world begins
A terrible kindness to break the thrall
It’s not me who dies
I strike the match
And let it fall
Oppression, injustice, self-immolation
I am the inferno I am legion.
Oppression, injustice, self-immolation
I am the inferno I am legion.
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
A terrible kindness to break the thrall
Fire runs through my veins
Oppression, injustice, self-immolation
I am the inferno I am legion.