Dawn Ray'd - Wild Fire, Pt. I lyrics

Is it duplicity? Performative racist deceit? Cheap shock theatre To which we should pay no heed? Or is this real? The sincere language of cowards? Like the denial of Peter the Apostle Ashamed of your master Of your pariah's gospel? I can't help but smile At the fascist's curious insistence Of demanding to have a master And daring to call this resistance Run! Like rats through a sewer Roaches from torchlight, run! Run! Like rats through a sewer Roaches from torchlight, run! Fear now Fеar now Fear now Fear now cold day's light! Therе's nothing in these songs Of which to be ashamed Everything we sing about I'd just as plainly say There's nothing in these songs Of which to be ashamed Everything we sing about I'd just as plainly say For the noble flame of integrity Will surely always win As dawn brings The Reckoning!