The PYRO - Someone Else’s Game (Official Audio)

🔥 The PYRO — "Someone Else’s Game" (Official Audio) A powerful alternative rock and nu-metal protest anthem about rejecting the games of power, standing up for human life, and refusing to be cannon fodder in someone else's war. 🎵 Style: Alternative Rock / Nu-Metal / Industrial Rock / Protest Rock -------------------------------------------------- 📜 LYRICS: They’re drawing out the maps, While we paint them with our blood on the concrete... Golden cabinets, cigars burning bright, They trade our borders, sparking up the fight! Lords on the throne, they never share the hall, While we're in the dirt, catching death’s metastatic crawl. You’re just a number, a gear in their machine, Your life burns down in a second, unforeseen! They wash their hands, sipping wine by the glass, While we’re suffocating, falling down to the grass. They don’t care for the mother waiting for her son, To them, we’re just fuel, until the damage is done. You want blood? Take your swords in the night, Go kill each other, stay out of the light! Why must I walk this line? Why must I lose my breath? For your empty ambitions, For your envelope of death. Fight each other to the end! The masters fight for power and the throne, But we pay the price with our life and bone! Let your hands be washed in the steel of the fray, We’re done playing games, throwing medals away. Common people aren't just cannon meat to burn, Our time is fading, and the tables must turn! Take your rage, go and fight it on your own, Before we vanish into the dark you’ve shown! Who gave you the right to decide our fate? To lock up the nations behind a metal gate? Your flags reek of death and the settling dust, You feed us with fear, in the steel you don't trust. If you want to see hell, if you want it so bad, Go to the trenches, where the air makes you mad! Leave us in peace, let us live out our way, There’s no turning back from the game that you play. We don’t want to destroy, we just want to live, But you only know how to kill and to give... nothing. Why must I walk this line? Why must I lose my breath? For your empty ambitions, For your envelope of death. The masters fight for power and the throne, But we pay the price with our life and bone! Let your hands be washed in the steel of the fray, We’re done playing games, throwing medals away. Common people aren't just cannon meat to burn, Our time is fading, and the tables must turn! Take your rage, go and fight it on your own, Before we vanish into the dark you’ve shown! Look at these hands... They were made to build cities. To hold a brush, to write verses. To hold our children, to plant the gardens. WE ARE MADE TO CREATE! WE ARE MADE TO LOVE! AND ALL YOU DO IS DESTROY! The masters fight for power and the throne, But we pay the price for the laws you’ve thrown! We’re no longer fuel! We’re no longer shades! We want to live in the light, Not crawl in the glades! -------------------------------------------------- 🔔 Subscribe to The PYRO for more heavy drive! #ThePYRO #SomeoneElsesGame #AlternativeRock #NuMetal #IndustrialRock #ProtestRock