Letra de SELF IMMOLATION - ​grandson

Drew their guns on a man on fire

But they'll never put him out when his soul's gone higher

All the ashes remain on the embassy steps

He choked on the smoke with his last breath

Kerosene, the revelation

Martyrdom, his meditation

Self-immolation

Self-immolation

Gas, matchstick

Gas, matchstick

The embers burn red

From the bones of a man on a mission

To change the condition

Gettin' close to the edge

I need a lighter from the Shell gas station

For my demonstration

Through the system, that's enabled

By indifference and betrayal

Then resistance is on the table

It's inevitable and it's fatal

Kerosene, the revelation (I need a lighter from the Shell gas station for my demonstration)

Martyrdom, his meditation

Self-immolation

Self-immolation

Gas, matchstick

Gas, matchstick

His skin, it peels like plastic

Bear witness to the oneness of all

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