Factory Flames from Firestorm Revolt by Marx My Words

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In whispers of the night we meet
In shadows cast where sparks compete
Our plans are drawn in factory haze
Preparing for those rebel days

Light the flames ignite the night (ignite)
Raise your fists let's make it right (right)
In these walls our spirits call (rebel)
Together we will never fall

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Rusty gears and broken dreams
We speak in tones where metal gleams
Verses sharper than the steel
Our voices break through chains they wield

Light the flames ignite the night (ignite)
Raise your fists let's make it right (right)
In these walls our spirits call (rebel)
Together we will never fall

(...)

Underneath the silent stars
Echoes of the past's old scars
But in each note a future gleams
With power that defies regimes

Light the flames ignite the night (ignite)
Raise your fists let's make it right (right)
In these walls our spirits call (rebel)
Together we will never fall

(...)

In the factory's faded glow
Where sparks of revolution grow
We pledge to fight and never part
With music lighting up the dark

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• alternative history
• narrative hip-hop
• socialist rap
• storytelling
• Georgia