Light Incubator: Burn

Reaching for the light in a shadow Perpending this momentum Feeble lions and elemental destructions Arachnids spinning webs of corruption Writhing under a microscopic lens Meals for predacious consumption Which way is wrong Which way is right Navigating the precious light Molding soul, in my heart a knife Climbing this mountain back to life You leave us to die in carbon exhaustion We were your liberators Nail us in the coffin Bleeding cicatrix Cauterized by cremation You leave us to die Masters in the puppet show Pulling the strings and then letting go There's nothing left for them now All this waste lies in the bitter snow Licking the cash, splitting the Earth The time masters turning the gears and raking the dirt A failsafe hidden and stowed away While all the rest incinerate Run to the tower (Decimate the master) Run soaked in tears (Twisted strings will strangle) What have we tolerated Complacent all of these years You leave us to die in carbon exhaustion We were your liberators Nail us in the coffin Bleeding cicatrix Cauterized by cremation Desecrate your moral compass