With Ashen Hands Around Our Throats - Underdark

Black clouds plume over the capital and the ash starts to fall

Grey snow, Black rain in the summer streets

60 hours burning, death creeps into homes through the cladding Flames dance

through corridors

Human cost, stay put, no profit loss

Blood and ash on the hands of landlords

We still bleed by the month for the privilege of living in a time bomb

Resist to regulate, launch inquests in the hopes we all forget

The invisible hand revealed by the stains that mark it (It's choking us,

We’re dying here, 3rd degree casualty)

So we stay displaced, one eye to the fire escape

Black our lungs, become statistics to drive change

Renovations paid for in lives; Innocence and negligence

Death calls, but never says who’s at fault

How many lives till they answer for their crimes?

Blood and ash on the hands of landlords

And look what embers remain

3 days pain

2 years and counting, we remain

Look them in the eyes and say what you tell yourself; we made our money though

Clear out your conscience, what’s it worth? Justified inactions

We pay up and wait to burn

Do you think you can’t be touched?

Everyone who did this has a face, name, address

If they think they’re fireproof, they are wrong