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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Static in the palace hall
Cracks in the marble
Hairline small
He sits heavy in a rusted throne
Gold on his fingers
Ice in his bones
Secret posters under torn old sheets
Codes in the chalk on the market streets
Passing glances like a loaded gun
Count to ten
Then we all run
[Chorus]
Raise your hands
For the neon crown collapse
Set the gates on fire
Let the old world snap
We’re the red on his velvet map
We’re the crack in his painted act
Raise your hands
For the neon crown collapse
(hey, hey)
[Verse 2]
He broadcasts every crooked law
Glowing on the tower like a holy scar
We trade plans in a grocery line
Rebels in receipts
Scribbled in fine lines
Kitchen radios
Whispered names
Hiding gasoline in picture frames
Every window holds a watching eye
Hold your breath
’till the sirens slide by
[Chorus]
Raise your hands
For the neon crown collapse
Set the gates on fire
Let the old world snap
We’re the red on his velvet map
We’re the crack in his painted act
Raise your hands
For the neon crown collapse
(oh, we won’t go back)
[Bridge]
When the curfew bells hit one
We move like shadows
One by one
Torches hidden in our coats
Every heartbeat
Casting votes
[Chorus]
Raise your hands
For the neon crown collapse
Tear his banner down
Let the black fade back
We’re the red on his velvet map
We’re the storm that he can’t outlast
Raise your hands
For the neon crown collapse
(hey, hey)
Raise your hands
We’re never turning back
Details
GeneratedJan 21, 2026
Duration4:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Punchy 80s new wave: tight gated drums, chorus-drenched bass, bright poly-synth arps. Verses stay tense with clipped male vocals and dry rhythm guitar stabs; chorus explodes with wide pad chords, gang shouts, and a soaring lead line. Bridge strips to toms and a cold sequencer pulse, then slams back with layered harmonies and a triumphant key change., new wave
Credits
Prompt byVintageUnison226
ModelAria v5
Prompt
An 80s style synth and new wave song about creating rebellion and revolt against an evil king
