Verse 1
Red lights, blue lies, same smoke in the sky,
Talking heads selling fear every night,
Gold teeth, cold hands, blood on the screen,
They divide the broken and call it a dream.
They say bow down, pick a side, lose your name,
Feed the fire, fuel the rage, play the game,
But we’re the backs that carry all their weight,
While they eat from a table built on hate.
Pre-Chorus
We are not your pawns,
Not your numbers, not your cause,
You can twist the truth all day,
But the silence is breaking off.
Chorus
This glass empire’s cracking,
Hear the pressure in the walls,
You don’t speak for the many
When you profit from the fall.
We’ve been buried under banners,
Under slogans, under blame,
But the people you forgot
Are still rising through the flames.
Verse 2
Mainline poison dressed up like hope,
Every promise got a leash on our throats,
They keep us starving, keep us numb, keep us small,
Then act surprised when the hammer finally falls.
Neighborhood ghosts in the factories’ rust,
Mothers broke, sons tired, no one to trust,
Every vote gets swallowed by the machine,
And the truth gets edited before it can scream.
Pre-Chorus
We are not your stage,
Not your war, not your cage,
You can flood the air with noise,
But we were born to disobey.
Chorus
This glass empire’s cracking,
Hear the pressure in the walls,
You don’t speak for the many
When you profit from the fall.
We’ve been buried under banners,
Under slogans, under blame,
But the people you forgot
Are still rising through the flames.
Bridge
No crown, no king, no savior’s hand,
Just dirt in our nails and blood in the sand,
No left, no right when the house is on fire,
Just wolves at the top and a nation wired.
We don’t want your theater,
We don’t want your chains,
We want truth with teeth,
We want fire in the veins.
Breakdown
You fed on the weak—
Now hear them roar.
You closed every door—
We’re kicking through more.
You sold us the lie—
Now watch it expire.
A nation of ash
Still learns how to burn higher.
Final Chorus
This glass empire’s cracking,
Hear the pressure in the walls,
You don’t speak for the many
When you profit from the fall.
We were born in the wreckage,
We were raised inside the pain,
And the people you forgot
Will be the ones that stay.
Outro
When the towers shake,
When the mask comes off,
You’ll hear the sound of the unheard
Turning loss into revolt.
DJMike
