Burn the Throne
Rage Puppet Syndicate
Punk
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Blasting with distorted guitar riffs and fast aggressive drumming, this punk anthem powers through simple chord progressions under shouted confrontational vocals that ignite rebellion against authority and consumerism. Recorded in a raw lo-fi DIY style with minimal overdubs and amp distortion, it captures urgent live-band energy in a concise under-3-minute fury. The DIY ethos shines through imperfections, fueling an anti-establishment rampage perfect for mosh pits.
Lyrics
Enya. Enya! Paniete! Vamos! Vamos! We don't care. Fuck your rules. Fuck your game. We're the fire. We're the flame. Street kids screaming, hearts full of rage. Against the walls of this golden cage. Buy their crap where their brands like scars. Chasing shadows under fake star. Politicians live with silver tongues. Pocket the cash while the poor get hung. Youth unite. Shatter the mold. Non-conform. Fierce and bold. Yeah! Feel the fury boiling inside. No more hiding. No more denied. One spark ignites the endless night. We rise together. Claim our fight. Shout it loud. No surrender. Feel the power. Revolution. Tear it down. Burn the throne. No kings, no gods. We're on our own. Rebel yell, fist in the air. Smash the system. We don't care. Fuck your rules. Fuck your game. We're the fire. We're the flame. Smash, break, rise. No more lies. Ignite the night. Rebel forever. Never bow down. Punk heart beating. Wear the crown. Smash the chains. Break the cage. Rise up now. No more slaves. We're on our own.
Burn the Throne
Rage Puppet Syndicate
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