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BURN
Metal
BURN was released on April 10, 2026 by Ragdoll Riot Records as a part of the album ALCHEMY
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AlbumALCHEMY
Release DateApril 10, 2026
LabelRagdoll Riot Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Darla Darquenne
Darla Darquenne
Vocals
Raine Vandal
Raine Vandal
Background Vocals
Kira Covine
Kira Covine
Drums
Hannah Maria
Hannah Maria
Guitar
Nia Imani
Nia Imani
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darla Darquenne
Darla Darquenne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hannah Maria
Hannah Maria
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Theyre kiln dried in suburbs and sermon halls
Mass produced with adjustable morals
Society is a carousel of carbon copies
Lacquered smiles and pre approved prophecies
Every heartbeat stamped with a serial tone
Every backbone rented never owned
Skin deep living in a showroom glow
But something feral hums below
People are clay on an assembly rail
Thumb pressed thin till the edges pale
Trimmed to fit in a marketable frame
Auctioned off with a barcode name
Conditioned in fluorescent classrooms
Marinated in consensus perfumes
Be palatable pliable visually clean
File the edges soften the mean
Theyre mannequins dipped in etiquette resin
Preaching a gospel of self suppression
Spines recalibrated for corporate pews
Tongues in captivity curated views
But underneath the laminated grin
Theres an animal pacing the ribs within
Every polite nod hides a revolt
A live wire soul in a porcelain vault
Strip the gloss from the counterfeit crown
Let the polished facade burn down
If society builds them paper thin
Then fire is where truth begins
Strip the gloss from the counterfeit crown
Let the polished facade burn down
If society builds them paper thin
Then fire is where truth begins
Break the shell theyre packaged in
Rip the label off their skin
Let it collapse let the old form go
From the embers watch them grow
Crush the cast that held them still
Theyre not a product not a will
If something has to end to begin
Let it burn so they break back in
Society is a tailoring knife
Hemming existence to fit a life
Stitching ambition with docile thread
Crowning the compliant starving the head
People are metrics and market shares
Oxygen traded for vacant stares
Validation drips from digital thrones
Algorithms rattling marrow and bones
Theyre embalmed in applause and anesthetized doubt
Trained to whisper when truth should shout
Fed a mythology sugar coated
Stay domesticated stay devoted
But the pressure beneath the epidermal cage
Writes manifestos in silent rage
And sometimes demolition is sacred art
A necessary riot of the heart
Strip the gloss from the counterfeit crown
Let the polished facade burn down
If society builds them paper thin
Then fire is where truth begins
Strip the gloss from the counterfeit crown
Let the polished facade burn down
If society builds them paper thin
Then fire is where truth begins
Break the shell theyre packaged in
Rip the label off their skin
Let it collapse let the old form go
From the embers watch them grow
Crush the cast that held them still
Theyre not a product not a will
If something has to end to begin
Let it burn so they break back in
Tear down the template
No more puppets on a chain
No more dealing to a king
Shatter the blueprint
Blood in the concrete
Burn every idol
The instincts speak
Maybe people are cocoons in tailored suits
Sealed in expectations that suffocate roots
Maybe ruin is ritual grace
The only exit from a borrowed face
To unravel is courage
To dismantle is birth
To bury the imitation
Is to excavate worth
Strip the gloss from the counterfeit crown
Let the polished facade burn down
If society builds them paper thin
Then fire is where truth begins
Strip the gloss from the counterfeit crown
Let the polished facade burn down
If society builds them paper thin
Then fire is where truth begins
Break the shell theyre packaged in
Rip the label off their skin
Let it collapse let the old form go
From the embers watch them grow
Crush the cast that held them still
Theyre not a product not a will
If something has to end to begin
Let it burn so they break back in
Burn the end of fakes
Dig them out of the graves they built
Dig dig dig
No more shell
No more fate
No more living in a manufactured hell
Erase the version they control
And crown the untamed crown the whole
Written by: Darla Darquenne
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