Burn (Lyrics)

How many masters should any man bow to? The answer is none, unless you find bowing fun How much struggle should any person fight through? We must fight through it all! With no thought of the fall Cuz there's so many walls that need to come down so many bullets for so many heads that struggle for the crown The hate in my heart wants to see it all burn Ego inflamed from the pain I have learned See the tyrants on high with the power they flaunt and its hard to fight off the archaic response to rise from your knees and behead all the masters for there's nothing to lose as you head twards disaster take control of your fate and treat it with care for failure will end in a grave we must share and as we are tossed atop the pile of corpses Don't expect to hear compassion amongst the discourses Whoa! And then we'll burn [x2] For freedom we must struggle there is no better way like those that came before us we must fight for today I'd not like to live to see a tomorrow that's a shell of what was, a future so hollow But if we all try, our fates, we can change topple the throwns of the masters deranged Then from the ashes, like a phoenix it'll rise A tomorrow worth having, the ultimate prize We can do it if we try so throw away all your doubt We'll scream freedom from the rooftops as we burn a white house From under the yoke of oppression we will be and live out our lives knowing we fought to be free How many battles must be fought before it ends? as many as must be to call a man free Think again if you think I will be stopping the war will rage on as the bodies are dropping Smell it in the air? all the flesh that is rotting... and the gun powder smoke, its all got me coughing will our resistance choke on the blood in our throat or soldier on and build bridges over trenches and moats Storm the fields and the castles of our "Clever" Oppressers And teach them that no person is greater, or lesser than any other person, and if you disagree with all the others, you'll hang from a tree and before the last light of this day passes we'll lay you to rest with gasoline and matches Whoa! And then they'll burn! [x2] Freedom isn't free We must pay our own way like those that came before us we must fight for today I'd not like to live to see a tomorrow that's a shell of what was, a future so hollow But if we all try, our fates, we can change topple the throwns of the masters deranged Then from the ashes, like a phoenix it'll rise A tomorrow worth having, the ultimate prize We can do it if we try so throw away all your doubt We'll scream freedom from the rooftops as we burn a white house From under the yoke of oppression we will be and live out our lives knowing we fought to be free