On Righteous Devil Style (Getimian Imeut)

(Verse 1) Where I walked, embers used to glow, A path of fire through wrongs I’d know. The guilty scattered, their secrets bare, Back then, the flames rose with righteous care. (Pre-Chorus) When the mighty stole, when the kind were used, I burned for truth, for the hearts abused. Each step I took, the verdict clear, Back then, a reckoning could be found here. (Chorus) Cleansing flames—once burned away the wrong, Singing truth in a fiery song. For the weak, for the lost, for the broken and small, I lit the fire that answered their call. (Verse 2) Through gilded halls and barren plains, Where greed once ruled, I left the flames. But now I walk where the shadows cling, The fire’s dim—it doesn’t sing. (Pre-Chorus) When the selfish thrived, when the pure were sold, I burned for the weak, for the hearts made cold. But the code I carried feels like ash, A hollow oath in the fading past. (Chorus) Cleansing flames—once burned away the wrong, Singing truth in a fiery song. For the weak, for the lost, for the broken and small, I lit the fire that answered their call. (Bridge) I still hold a spark, though the blaze has waned, Not all fire consumes, some just remains. Now the flames may flicker, their purpose unsure, But some embers may still burn, steady and pure. (Chorus) Cleansing flames—do they burn away the lies? Do they still rise where justice cries? For the lost, for the weak, for the broken and small, The fire I carried once answered it all. (Outro) Let the smoke remember, let the embers persist, Even if the flames have ceased to exist. Through the ash, through the dark, through the decay, I’ll carry their memory some other way.