Fire nation blues pt2

Neon veins in the concrete night

City’s a beast won’t sleep won’t fight

Steel bones crack in the underpass

Fire Nation burns while the credits crash

Dreams sold cheap in a chrome parade

Jack in your mind till the soul decays

Gutter angels with their wings on fire

Chasing shadows of a dead empire

Burn burn Fire Nation burn

Ashes of the dream that we’ll never earn

Burn burn Fire Nation burn

Land of the free where the wicked churn

Glitched-out skies bleed a toxic hue

Data streams choke out the red white blue

No gods no kings just the corp-run lie

Selling us hope while the homeless die

Rats in the maze and the maze is rigged

Preacher’s got a gold tooth and a data chip

Gunshots echo in the sprawl tonight

Cyber saints pray to the flickering light

Plug me in let me feel the spark

Before the void swallows the dark

Street gods ride with a rusted crown

Judges pack heat and still gun you down

Blood don’t boil—it burns on command

We trade our hearts for a red right hand

Code in the gutter where the sinners scream

Pixels of rage paint a broken dream

Gonks run wild while the suits get fat

Scratch bought peace—imagine that

Burn burn Fire Nation burn

Ashes of the truth that we’ll never learn

Burn burn Fire Nation burn

March of the doomed while the shadows turn

I seen hope flatline in a neon cage

Watched angels overdose in corporate rage

Kids born feral with fire in veins

Raised on static and hunger pains

The deers don’t run—they hide in fear

While the blast doors close on another year

This city ain’t dead, it’s just mean and mute

Spits out warriors in blood-stained boots

Sprawl dogs howl to a blackout moon

We fight in alleys with a ghost platoon

Fire Nation’s cracked but never out

We rage like rebels with a butcher’s shout

False prophets beam from the plasma walls

Preach to the meek while the empire falls

Every choom got a vendetta locked

Waiting on the count for the hammer drop

Tell ‘em we ain’t scared to bleed

We came from nothing—just hunger and need

Burnt hands still hold the line

Steel in the bones, venom in the spine

Every gonk thinks it’s just a game

Till they feel the bite of a no-name flame

Ain’t no savior in the glitched-out fog

Just dead-eye kids and a hell-born mob

Plug me in let me feel the spark

Before the void swallows the dark

Burn burn Fire Nation burn

Ashes of the flags that we watched adjourn

Burn burn Fire Nation burn

Tattooed scars in the streets we learn

This ain’t survival… it’s evolution through violence.

We ain’t living—we’re walking through war.