[Intro]
(Cinematic ambiance, a low bell tolls)
Every kingdom has a king.
Every king wears a crown.
Not every crown is worth wearing.
[Verse 1 – Rap]
You wore the crown, but it curved your spine, served your pride, then it blurred your mind.
Built a throne from borrowed gold while your soul got left behind.
Every word's disguised, every sermon sterilized.
Every smile's another mask, every truth's been minimized.
You chase applause from the people that you secretly despise.
Trading loyalty for luxury, pretending you survived.
Now the mirror won't reflect the man you swore you'd never lose,
'Cause every compromise became another excuse.
You're addicted to the power, to the cameras, to the praise.
Watching every bridge you cross disappear in smoke and haze.
Funny how a king can own a thousand miles of land,
Yet lose the only thing that ever made him who he is.
[Pre-Chorus – Metal]
You built your throne...
On shattered bones...
Now reap...
What you've sown.
[Chorus – Metal]
YOUR CROWN IS HOLLOW!
YOUR THRONE'S A GRAVE!
YOU SOLD YOUR SOUL—
TO LIVE AS A SLAVE!
THE GOLD IS RUSTING!
THE TRUTH REMAINS!
A KING WITHOUT A HEART...
HAS NOTHING LEFT TO REIGN!
[Verse 2 – Rap]
Now your war cries, more lies, hidden behind four eyes.
Reading from a script while the whole damn court complies.
You preserved the lie, let your better self die.
Now you're standing at the summit, wondering why you're empty inside.
Every title that you earned was another chain to bear.
Every victory felt lighter 'cause your conscience wasn't there.
The palace turned prison, the riches turned dust.
Funny how the weight of a crown can crush,
Now, the kingdom's looking different from the seat you occupy.
Everybody wants the throne till they watch the hero die.
You can polish every jewel, paint the cracks another shade,
But a hollow crown still echoes every choice you never made.
[Bridge]
(Quiet)
What is a king...
Without conviction?
What is power...
Without purpose?
[Breakdown]
TEAR IT DOWN!
LET IT FALL!
A CROWN MEANS NOTHING—
WITHOUT A SOUL!
NO MORE MASKS!
NO MORE LIES!
LOOK YOUR FAILURE...
IN THE EYES!
[Final Chorus – Metal]
YOUR CROWN IS HOLLOW!
YOUR THRONE'S A GRAVE!
YOU SOLD YOUR SOUL—
TO LIVE AS A SLAVE!
WHEN THE GOLD TURNS BLACK!
WHEN THE EMPIRE DIES!
ONLY TRUTH...
SURVIVES!
[Outro]
(Choir fades)
A crown doesn't make a king.
His choices do.
FALLEN_EDEN
