They want us docile and simple

Weak and attentive

Leaving our desires behind

Shunning our passionate nature

The want us voiceless

And suffering in silence

They want us calm and unaware

But as the fire burns through the sky

As it rips through the stars

Like a dragon through the sky

We become one with the fire

We let our rage become us

We let our passion roam free

We let our desire lead us

Life is in our hands

Not yours

Our hands

Not your