[Intro – low pulse like a heartbeat]
(whispered)
Beneath your kingdom made of glass,
The cracks are louder than the choir’s mass.
[Verse 1 – deliberate, low and venomous]
Your golden age was built on graves,
Polished bones beneath the brave.
You sell salvation by the pound,
Preach freedom while you tie us down.
I see the virus in your creed,
A holy war for corporate greed.
You mask your sins with neon crowns,
But every light burns cities down.
(pause, breath — tension builds)
You made a martyr out of truth,
Then called him mad for speaking proof.
Now every scar I wear’s a vow —
If I’m the villain, look at me now.
[Pre-Chorus – tension rises, kick drum enters slow and steady]
I don’t need your scripture’s grace,
I see the devil in your face.
You call me wrong — I call you fraud,
You’ve mistaken silence for God.
[Chorus – explosive, echo FX]
I am able and willin’,
For you to paint me the villain!
For all your lies, you start realize,
Why so many die.
It punctures your mind until your cross is broken,
’Til your lungs fill up with smoke and—
You’re heavily chokin’.
(echoes) “Chokin’… chokin’…”
[Verse 2 – tempo picks up, darker tone, guitars roar in syncopation]
You crucify the ones who see,
Then raise the blind to royalty.
You breed your chaos in disguise,
Call it order, call it lies.
The choir sings in static tones,
The crown feeds marrow from the bones.
You built your faith on wire and smoke,
I bit the hand before it broke.
Your gospel burns in binary,
Your prophets trade in bribery.
I stand alone, unbowed, unstill,
The world calls me monster, I call it will.
[Pre-Chorus – sharper now, rhythmic delivery]
Every word you twist, I sharpen too,
Every wall you build, I’m breaking through.
Keep your saints, I’ll keep my scars,
They shine brighter than your stars.
[Chorus – stadium level, full vocal echo]
I am able and willin’,
For you to paint me the villain!
For all your lies, you start realize,
Why so many die.
It punctures your mind until your cross is broken,
’Til your lungs fill up with smoke and,
You’re heavily chokin’.
(choir echo) “Villain… villain… villain…”
[Bridge – cinematic breakdown, half-spoken half-sung, defiant tone]
They said the truth would set you free,
But chains fit better in the prophecy.
I saw the angels load their guns,
Now Heaven bleeds, and Hell just runs.
I won’t kneel to your applause,
I’m the backlash to your cause.
Call me chaos, call me sin,
Every tyrant needs a twin.
[Final Anthem – full wall of sound, echo FX]
I am able and willin’, for you to paint me the villain!
Go light your torches, I’ll light the truth!
You can break my bones but not my proof!
For every lie, I’ll rise again,
I’ll wear your hate like holy skin!
(crowd chant echo)
“Villain… Villain… Villain…”