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The words in italics are not mine, and and/or copyright of the italic words belongs to Opiate for the Masses and their record company. The rest of the work is based off the words in italics.
Song and lyrics can be found here. http://www.onlylyrics.com/hits.php?grid=1&id=1020960

Warning: Some of the content may be deemed too violent or generally too mature for younger users.

With that out of the way, here's a story I wrote based on Burn You Down - Opiate for the Masses. I had downloaded this song from Rock band 2's free 20 songs and fell in love with it. Enjoy reading!


Burn You Down
Opiate for the Masses

I can’t believe it. They caught me, Chad Roberts. The top espionage expert of the FBI. I need to get out of here. I need a…

“Well, well. Mister Roberts. How nice of you to regain consciousness.”
A large man in a suit is talking to me. About six feet. Russian descent. Strong accent. I refuse to speak to these scum.
“Nothing to say? The Russian spits out smugly. “Well, I have someone you might want to talk to…” He chuckles to himself, and a door opens. My cell is flooded with light, and a silhouette stands. Five foot five maybe? I look way as my retinas are starting to burn from the sudden light change. I hear the Russian say “I’ll leave you two to it.” And with another one of his chuckles, he leaves.

“How’ve you been, darling?” The female speaks. English accent. Familiar. Suddenly, it all comes back to me.
“Elizabeth?” I croak out. Didn’t realise how long I was out for. Throat dry as the floor beneath me.
“You got it.” Elizabeth giggles out. What’s there to laugh about? Ex-wives must be psychotic. I open my eyes, adjusting to the lighting or lack thereof. She’s standing above me, holding a cigarette in one hand. “Now,” her eyes open wide and a malicious grin is plastered all over her face like some school yard bully. “Tell me why you were lurking around the shadows in our beloved headquarters?” She digs her cigarette into the side of my exposed torso.

Cigarette burns against my skin

“Willing to talk, sweetie?” She giggled again. Ex-wives definitely are crazy.
“Sure. Nice weather we’re having.” I wheeze out, followed by a dry cough.
“I’m sorry, but that’s the wrong answer.” Elizabeth puts on a mock pout, and then burns me again with her cigarette. I need a plan…

I feel no pain, it makes me think

I need to stall for time. Surely someone back at the base has noticed my absence of the mission.
“Bring it on. I’m not afraid of you, your cigarette or your corporation. We’re gonna bring it down, just you wait.”
Saying this had obviously angered her. Her smile turned into an angry sneer, and gave me three extra burns for my troubles. I need to show her that her torture isn’t getting to me. That it won’t get to me.

I’m alive but barely well, still kicking back against all you stand for


Again and again, the one who said she used to love me continues to burn me.

Gettin’ burned again
Gettin’ burned again

Wait, she’s stopped? “So, honey bun, how you feelin’?” She asked with a devious grin.
“I’m sorry.” I rasp at her, with a slight smile on my face. “Was a flea trying to bite me?” Her grin turns into a frown, and her anger goes through her arm and sends her cigarette into my side yet again.

Feels so good I’ll smile
I’ll smile and say I’m doin’ fine

This torture lasts for hours. I’m not sure how long. Eventually, Elizabeth yawns. “Well, this was fun darling, but it’s time for my beauty sleep. Nighty night, Sweet dreams!” The door with the blinding light opens, and she promptly exits. Since I’m a prisoner here. I might as well try to get some sleep. No use trying to make rational decisions while tired.

I’m in a paradise. Luscious green grass everywhere. The sky, an azure blue. Flowers of many colours are growing everywhere. In the middle of this wonderland, a fountain. Elizabeth’s there too, but she isn’t happy. She’s sobbing, her tears flowing into the fountain. Why isn’t she happy? I’ll try to make her happy. I walk up to her, trying to comfort her. She can tell I’m approaching. Suddenly, the tears stop. She stands upright, but doesn’t turn around. She speaks softly,

“If you just turn your back
If you just turn.”

The sky. It’s… changing? The once azure colour has now turned into midnight black. The grass starts turning brown and dead. All the flowers shrivel up. The water flow from the fountain stops, and a geyser of flame erupts instead. Elizabeth has now grown five times her usual heights and starts screaming at me. In her hand, a flaming dagger.

“I wanna burn you down
Shoot to kill, twist the blade until you feel
Turn you on, get you off
Promise never to reveal!”

She thrust the dagger into my body, and starts to round it, paining me every second. Why is she doing this? I just wanted her to be happy…

I awake in a sweat, gasping for air. My eyes dart around the room, only for them to fall upon my torturer.
“Time for an early morning wake up call!” She cackles, and pulls out a cigarette, lighting it.

I’m gonna burn you down
Burn you down
I’m gonna burn you down

The days all seem to blur into each other. Each day is the same. Get burned, sleep, have that weird dream, repeat. They haven’t forgotten about me… have they?
“Why hello there, cutie pie!” Elizabeth bounces in, so full of enthusiasm. She’s really lost it. “Time for your daily torture!” She giggles like a schoolgirl and sends her cigarette into my side. Somehow, I let out an ear deafening scream, followed by a large range of swear words. “Enjoy our latest surprise! I dipped my cigarette into this chemical our scientists cooked up, just for you! How thoughtful of them. I’ll leave you to yourself. If you feel like talking, just let us know.” Laughing like a hyena, she skipped out of my cell.

Time passed since she had infected me with this chemical. The pain… it’s been spreading throughout my entire body… The silence… It’s deafening. It… it hurts me. Why won’t it stop? I scream out, a near endless supply of swear words, enough to make even a Punk band cringe.

Emptiness breaks the bottle, breaks the silence
Makes me sin again and again
I find my pain inside your walls
Without your lives you’re hollow

Days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months. Every day a living nightmare. Why haven’t they saved me?

Getting’ burned again
Getting burned again

“Are you gonna talk, honey?” Elizabeth asks sweetly. I can’t tell her. I won’t tell her. This corporation isn’t going to hear me talk.

“Feels so good you’re nothing,
You’re nothin’ and I’m doing fine,

thanks for asking.” I talk back, hoarse voice and all. This only results in more cigarette burns. I need to do something. I have to break free.

“Well, another day down, and we still haven’t been able to make you talk.” She says with some disappointment in her voice, standing by the door, opening it. This is my chance. “Maybe tomorrow we-”

“If you just turn your back
If you just turn

on this heartless corporation, we can go live our lives before any of this!” I interrupt her. “Remember the good days when it was just you and me, together, before any of this spy bullshit?” Elizabeth’s taken in. She walks over to me.
“What are you talking about Chad? I dumped your pathetic little a** years ago; why would I want to return to some has-been like yo-”
I interrupted her, but not with words. Because this was the first time she came close enough, I wrapped my legs around her, bringing her head down to the floor with an almighty crack. She’s remaining unconscious, but this could be another one of this b***h’s tricks.

“You’ll never make it right,
You reap, you sow
You’ll never know!”

I scream at her body, but that isn’t enough. Oh no, I need my revenge. She still has a lit cigarette in her mouth. I take it out, driven by pure rage. Digging the lit cigarette into her arm. Digging and turning.

“I wanna burn you down
Shoot to kill, twist the blade until you feel
Turn you on, get you off
Promise never to reveal!”

I scream out. This b***h has fallen…

My mission… I must complete my mission… The world must fall…

I wanna burn you down
Shoot to kill, twist the blade until you feel
Turn you on, get you off
Promise never to reveal

This building… these people… They must fall…

I’m gonna burn you down

Peace… Unity… it must crumble…

I’m gonna burn you down
Burn you down
Burn you down

We must win… we must…

I’m gonna burn you down
Burn you down
Burn you down

Self destruct sequence in five, four three, two… COMMUNISM WILL PREVAIL!




Our top story, the U.N. building was bombed today. All the world’s leaders were sadly fallen to this heinous crime. The perpetrator is unknown, but what has been released is that an android was rigged with a chemical key to detonate several months ago. We’ll get back to you as this tragedy unfolds.