Burning Season
Rising Fury: Unleashing the Fire Within
Lyrics
I'm sick of the sight of some snot-nosed kid
I'm frustrated with a young and inexperienced person
Cutting a swathe through the age of deconstruction
Destroying the era of breaking things down
Picking at the sores of the dying beast
Poking at the wounds of a dying system
And winning all the prizes for imagination
Yet gaining recognition for creativity
I don't know what we've got to lose
Uncertain about what we stand to lose
But I see the statues beginning to fall
Observing the downfall of established symbols
The deisel's turning, the moon is high
Engines running, the night is advanced
What the hell are we waiting for?
Expressing impatience, questioning the delay
I see the smoke on the blue horizon
Noticing distant signs of trouble
I smell the fires of the burning season
Smelling the fires of a tumultuous time
What the hell are we waiting for?
Reiterating the urgency to act
I'm sick of the ironies piled up high
Discontent with the abundance of ironies
In this sneery culture with its knowing smile
In a sarcastic culture with a pretentious grin
I'm sick of the sermons from the Church of Unbelief
Disgusted by preachings from unbelievers
All fat, empty and anaesthetized
Characterizing them as bloated, vacant, and numb
The emperor's out riding naked again
Commenting on the nakedness of those in power
I can't believe we're still playing this tired old game
Expressing disbelief in perpetuating old conflicts
Let's get out there and cut him down
Advocating for action against the powerful
What the hell are we waiting for?
Repeating the call for immediate action
I see the smoke on the blue horizon
Observing signs of trouble on the horizon
I smell the fires of the burning season
Smelling the approaching chaos and conflict
What the hell are we waiting for?
Emphasizing the need for urgent response
On a smoky yellow sunset, I'm sitting at the wheel
Describing a contemplative moment in traffic
As the traffic crawls by on the ten-lane
Portraying a congested, directionless society
Bumper to bumper, nowhere to nowhere into the next millennium
Highlighting frustration and stagnation
I see you drowning in a sea of rage
Recognizing and addressing societal anger
Let's go back and get the ones who put you down here
Suggesting retaliation against oppressors
The highway's jammed up with disinformation
Pointing out misinformation on the roads
And the anaesthetic dealers are selling by the million
Critiquing the widespread use of numbing agents
What the hell are we waiting for?
Reiterating the need for immediate action
I see the smoke on the blue horizon
Noting signs of impending trouble
I smell the fires of the burning season
Smelling the approaching chaos and conflict
What the hell are we waiting for?
Emphasizing the need for urgent response
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