Rust on my hands, blood in my eyes Another lie fed, another truth dies You built your throne on our silence and pain But we’re not your fuel, we’re gasoline in the flame You tighten the chains But I sharpen the blade No gods, no kings Only rage that you made Burn the machine, rip out the core Scream like hell, we ain’t slaves anymore Fire inside, breaking the mold This is the reckoning, fierce and bold Steel-toed march through ashes and hate You pushed too far, now it's too late Torn from the system you forced us to feed We rise from the ruins, we’re born to be freed Your rules are rot Your crown is a lie We are the storm That swallows the sky Burn the machine, tear down the wall No more fear, no more crawl Hearts like hammers, strike through the cold This is the reckoning, fierce and bold Bite the hand that feeds Rip the wound that bleeds We are not your toys We are broken—rebuilt into noise! Burn the machine, scream to the bone Take back the world they claim to own No more silence, no more control This is the reckoning, fierce and bold Burn... Burn it all...
