We Say No To Your War

We Say No To Your War

You sit on thrones you didn’t earn

you twist the truth, you never learn

you smile as cities break and bend

and call it law, and call it friend

You dress in pride, you drink in fear

you point at foes that aren’t near

you build your power from the pain

of those who’ll never rise again

But listen—tyrants always fall

not with a bang, not with a brawl

the silence grows, the mirrors crack

and every ghost will call you back

The world won’t cheer your heavy hand

or praise your flag upon the land

a name like yours, though left unspoken,

lives in the dust of vows you’ve broken

You said let Britain burn,

but remember this, cold and stern:

whatever evil you send out

will soon return by karm’s hand