WE ARE THE MONSTER

we are the monster eating
repressive governments
we wake with metal on the tongue
and still we care
the Soul knows

we rise from the dirt they called peace
i am the throat they closed
at three in the morning
the guard’s face would not look at me
now roaring through the streets
the Soul remembers the names under tar

i am the monster tearing
the chain they named protection
the lock still warm from their hands
i am the memory they buried
face-down in the yard
the fire they swore was dead
the Soul will not forget

we stand when they demand the knee
we are the storm they summoned
by starving every dream
the Soul knows the cost

we are the monster now
no flag, no throne, no master
we eat the lie down to the bone
we keep what they could not kill
and we will not go quietly

the Soul knows.
and still it burns.

:: 09.05.2026 ::