"Red, White & Burning"

[Verse 1] Well, the flags are flyin’ in dusty parades, Marchin’ in lockstep through Main Street charades. They call it "love of country," but it ain't me they hail— Just ghosts with buzz cuts, preachin' from a fascist trail. They swear they're patriots, but their eyes are dead, Like shadows from a prison where the living should've fled. They talk 'bout greatness, but it stinks of old disgrace— The kind that wore jackboots through a master race. [Chorus] Oh, it's red, white, and burnin’— Like the Reichstag night, the same flame returnin’. They chant for order, but it screams "conform or die!" Just swap the swastika—it's 'MAGA' now—same lie! They’re buildin’ walls and burnin’ books, With Jesus in their pocket and blood upon their hooks. Oh, this ain’t America—I won’t salute the fire! I’ll scream it from the gallows—I’d rather go down wired! [Verse 2] They kneel for nothin’ but the anthem and the gun, But they’ll stomp your protest—call your freedom "fun." They draft the schoolgirls, preach the "pure blood" dream, While minorities vanish like smoke from a scream. "Just follow the leader!" shouts the preacher in white, With a Bible in one hand and terror in his rite. It’s déjà vu in cowboy boots and red caps— History’s wound, ripped open, no maps. [Chorus] Oh, it's red, white, and burnin’— While the dissenters drown in their turnin’ tide. They’re rewritin’ textbooks, scrubbin’ truth from the board, Like brownshirts with smartphones—same hate, just upgraded. They salute the strongman, the liar, the proud— But the weak ones vanish in the thickening crowd. Oh, this ain’t America—I won’t kneel to the fire! I’ll scream it from the gallows—I’d rather go down wired! [Bridge – I seen the train pull out from Dachau in ‘38… Now I see it gather speed—same route, same hate, same rails. You don’t need a uniform to wear the creed— Just ignorance and fury is all they need. They say, “It can’t happen here”— But honey, it already has. Just look who’s standing silent— And who’s holdin’ the gas. [Final Chorus – Oh, it’s red, white, and burnin’— The torch of tyranny’s been lit again! They’re buildin’ camps with hashtags, Just like Kristallnacht in HD. They’ll crucify the thinker, the queer, the Jew, All in the name of “what America used to do.” But I ain’t your puppet—I ain’t your drone! I’ll howl like a banshee till the whole damn throne— CRUMBLES IN FLAME! [Outro – So light your candle… in the blackout hours… The truth still breathes… through broken flowers… But if they come for you… if they come for me… Remember: freedom dies… to the sound of "unified."