Reclaim the Flame

If the soil screams under steel boots we'd choke on the lies they sell as truth. Factories bleed black into the veins of the land. Greed carves the hills into dead, empty hands. We watch the roots wither while the towers climb high. But the fire in our chests won't let this die. Tear it down, tear it down. Let the poison rot. Raise the fist for every broken plot. No more chance. Chains on the earth, we claim. Burn the towers, reclaim the flame. They bury the few with future under concrete and cash. Profit counts, buddy. We run in turns to ashes. We run through the ruins with voices like knives. I'll lick the ropes that bind our lives. Tear it down, tear it down. Let the poison rot. Raise the fist for every broken plot. No more chains on the earth, we claim. Burn the towers, reclaim the flame. One spark can crack the empire's hold. One voice can shake the bond and soul. We stand where the last trees fall. And answer the call with nothing at all. Tear it down, tear it down. The earth won't wait. This fight is ours before it's too late. No more chains on the earth, we claim. Burn the towers, reclaim the flame. We run in turns to ashes. Tear it down, tear it down. Let the poison rot. Raise the fist for every broken plot. No more chains on the earth, we claim. Burn the towers, reclaim the flame. We stand where the last trees fall. Raise the fist for every broken plot. We stand where the last trees fall. Raise the fist for every broken plot. Raise the fist for every broken plot.