Burning Pages

《Burning Pages》— 我们不是活在别人的故事里，而是点燃自己的传奇。

当谎言被装订成真理，当天堂被卖成囚笼，
我们选择让火焰吞噬旧世界，在灰烬中寻找真正的自由。
这首歌，献给所有不愿被驯服的灵魂。

“You gotta lose your soul to find your life.”
This is the rebellion. This is the fire.
We are the flames that no god can tame.

The clock hands bleed into the wall,
I’m tracing cracks where shadows crawl.
These city lights are funeral pyres,
Drowning the stars we used to admire.

I wore your name like a tattoo,
Now it’s just ink bleeding through.

We’re burning pages of the scripted lie,
Letting the ashes kiss the sky.
Every scar’s a verse unsung,
This broken hymn’s where we belong.
Burning pages, tearing seams,
We’ll rewrite life in gasoline.

The preacher’s words turned into dust,
While sinners dance in rusted trust.
Your bible’s just a hollow spine,
I’ll carve my gospel in the neon sign.

You sold heaven as a cage,
Now I’m the storm on every page.

We’re burning pages of the scripted lie,
Letting the ashes kiss the sky.
Every scar’s a verse unsung,
This broken hymn’s where we belong.
Burning pages, tearing seams,
We’ll rewrite life in gasoline.

I saw angels smoking in the alley,
Their haloes bent, their wings turned scaly.
They whispered, “Kid, the truth’s a knife—
You gotta lose your soul to find your life.”

So strike the match, let it all decay,
From the embers, we’ll rise unswayed.
Burning pages, burning chains,
We are the fire that no god can tame.

We’re burning pages, tearing seams,
We’ll rewrite life in gasoline.
The preacher’s words turned into less
We are the fire that no god can tame.

I saw angels smoking in the alley,
Their haloes bent, their wings turned scaly.
They whispered, “Kid, the truth’s a knife—
You gotta lose your soul to find your life.”