[Pre-Verse] Fervent cries fill the fractured air, Faithful hands lift torches in despair. Figures flicker in firelight's glow, Faceless fury strikes its final blow. [Verse 1] Fingers point where shadows fall, Falsehood binds the hearts of all. Friends dissolve like frost in flame, Forgotten truths, a fleeting shame. [Pre-Chorus] Forged in fear, their fragile creed, Fed by hatred, forged to bleed. The gavel falls, a fatal decree, The pyre waits to swallow me. [Chorus] Flames forge higher, fueled by lies, Faith becomes the fire that blinds. If I’m their heretic, let it be, Their fire can never finish me. [Verse 2: Judgment Scene] Faced with wood and fettered hands, The priest proclaims his final stands. His voice, a blade that cuts the air, Declares my soul beyond repair. (Born of sin, a wretched flame, A child of vice, devoid of shame. Your tainted blood, a curse to all, The devil’s hand has marked your fall!) [Pre-Chorus] Facades of faith in fervent prayer, Forge the chains I’m forced to wear. The pyre stands, its purpose framed, A throne of flames to bear my name. [Chorus] Flames forge higher, fueled by lies, Faith becomes the fire that blinds. If I’m their heretic, let it be, Their fire can never finish me. [Verse 3: The Procession] Footfalls falter on forest trails, Fetid air where reason fails. Fields of ash and smoke-stained skies, Flocks of crows where justice dies. The wagon creaks, the crowd draws near, Their chants of hate are all I hear. A cross of wood, my judgment throne, To die in flames, to die alone. [Pre-Chorus] The priest ascends, his voice divine, Yet venom drips with every line: (Let flames cleanse this wicked spawn, A dawn reborn where sin is gone!) [Chorus] Flames forge higher, fueled by lies, Faith becomes the fire that blinds. If I’m their heretic, let it be, Their fire can never finish me. [Bridge: The Execution] They tie me tight, my wrists are raw, The rope bites deep, the crowd in awe. The wood beneath, a deathbed made, A sinner’s due, their price is paid. The torch is raised, the spark ignites, A sea of embers fills the night. The heat consumes, the smoke ascends, Yet still my will, it never bends. (If I’m the filth, then you’re the flood, If I’m the thorn, you’re roots in mud. Fear my name, it flows like wine, Forever forged in ash and time!) [Final Chorus: The Defiance] Flames forge higher, fueled by lies, Faith becomes the fire that blinds. The martyr burns, but still remains, Their pyre can’t defile my name. [Epic Outro: The Rebellion of the Spirit] As the fire roars, their chants collide, A deafening hymn where truth must hide. Screams of zealots rise and fall, Their faith consumed within it all. From the flames, my voice resounds, A thunderous roar that shakes the ground. (Fools! Your fire feeds my flame! Your wrath ensures eternal fame!) The sky splits open, stars align, A storm erupts, a dark divine. The wind carries ash to every town, My name spreads far, my legacy crowned. The fire dies, but I remain, A shadow cast beyond their reign. The echoes linger, the crowd subdued, Their faith undone, their lies unglued. [Final Cry] (I am the fire! I am the flame! Your faith is weak; I bear no shame! The child of vice, the sinner’s kin, I rise from ashes—let it begin!) [End]