

Prompt / Lyrics
Sierra used to laugh, say, “One day we’re gone” Now her chair’s a ghost and the clock drags on He sees memos written like loaded guns Smiles in the boardroom, knives when it’s done They say, “Sign here, keep quiet, play nice” While they build their thrones out of overtime nights He learned to hear the truth in the things unsaid Now the whispers in the wires won’t leave his head So Ed walks slow through the hive in his borrowed tie Heartbeat steady like a war drum under fluorescent skies He’s up against corruption, greed, abuse, deceit, and lies One evil bitch with a faceless mask and dead glass eyes He doesn’t pray for mercy, doesn’t beg or run He’s drawing up a silent storm, one man against the sun He’ll burn their paper castle down from deep inside ’Cause revolutions sometimes wear a name badge and a tired smile She talks in policy and hollow praise Turns broken people into metrics on a page Her voice is sugar poured over rust Every promise just a weapon wrapped in trust She’s got favorites branded, scapegoats lined Files like shackles on a server spine HR posters peeling off the walls While she buries every honest soul who calls Ed keeps his gaze dull, keeps his shoulders low But his flash drive’s heavy with the things he knows Screenshots stacked like matches in his drawer Every lie she signed now a mark of war He’s up against corruption, greed, abuse, deceit, and lies One evil bitch with a faceless mask and dead glass eyes He doesn’t pray for mercy, doesn’t beg or run He’s drawing up a silent storm, one man against the sun He’ll burn their paper castle down from deep inside ’Cause revolutions sometimes wear a name badge and a tired smile He remembers Sierra saying, “Don’t die for this place If it ever comes to war, make sure you choose your face.” He’s got timestamps, signatures, altered rows The empire’s rot in tidy columns shows Something in his silence sets her teeth on edge ’Cause she’s never met a target who could write the pledge Still up against corruption, greed, abuse, deceit, and lies One evil bitch with a cracking mask and frightened eyes He’ll send it all at once to every screen in town And watch her nameless kingdom finally choke and drown When the sirens of the headlines start to wail and ring He packs a cardboard box, takes not a single thing Walks past her office with its blinds half‑drawn Just a ghost of a smile, and then he’s gone ’Cause some wars don’t need a banner or a marching band Just one tired man with a quiet, ruthless plan
Tags
folk, Shiny dark pop production with female vocals; plucky muted guitars and tight drum groove in the verses, big synth
3:29
No
3/12/2026