Burning heart, burning mind, burning up, burning out

I would set the world on fire
If it could save us from ourselves
I would bury all the liars
If I thought you'd see the truth
We are living for machines
We are products on a shelf
There's no end behind the means
Just a resource we abuse

I would tear down all these walls
If we could build a better world
When the empire finally falls
Will we be buried in debris?
When a system's built on blood
Staining the flags that we've unfurled
Does that not change the value of
Our great so-called democracy?

I would give up all these words
If I could find some that are true
So far all the things I've heard
do no justice to my heart
All the meanings have been lost
like the fervour of our youth
signed away, the hidden cost
inked in blood on your punch card

I would leave and not look back
if we could find a place for us
we could forget about the past
and build a future of our own
Would we make the same mistakes?
Decayed by rot of power and lust
Would we dig anew our graves?
Is that the curse of flesh and bone?

Still i can't help but believe
in my foolish love and peace
I'll die hopelessly naive
as I cling madly to ideals
Even if it burns me up
the flame of passion will not cease
until the spark of life is snuffed
and my final fate revealed