(Intro – whispered with glitchy effects and reverb)
“You can't fight the monster…
…when you ARE the monster.”
Mouthful of slogans, hands full of cash.
(Verse 1 – frantic, rhythmic scream-rap)
Gold chains wrapped in protest flags,
Burning morals just to plant their tags.
Preach revolution from a throne of bone,
While sipping vintage in a panic zone.
Silicon saints in a plastic war,
Bleeding the poor while they beg for more.
They sell rebellion like it's stock—
Then crucify the ones who talk.
(Pre-Chorus – clean vocals, eerie tone)
They build the cage, then call it freedom...
Hang the truth and swear they need ‘em.
March in circles, chant the lie—
While they watch with a hungry eye.
(Chorus – explosive, shouted with groove breakdown)
FiGhT oLiGaRcHy!
Buy your pitchforks, $29.99!
Dance for your saviors in black-tie disguise—
Kneel to the tyrants in rebel’s attire!
FiGhT oLiGaRcHy!
Your puppet strings are showing!
They wrote the war, they own the fight—
Now we bleed for both sides tonight.
(Verse 2 – heavy, groove-driven deathcore slam style)
Echo chambers, fire-fed—
Feasting on the things we said.
Fake messiahs, branded rage,
Turn the world into a stage.
Actors scream about control—
While their hands are in the bankroll.
Playing both sides of the riot flame,
And every loss just feeds the game.
(Bridge – manic whisper into guttural breakdown)
“They scream 'revolution' with the devil’s grin…
Just long enough to steal your skin.”
You’re not the cure—
You are the plague!
Dressed like rebels—
But born from banks!
Burn the scripts, destroy the stage—
They sell our pain and call it change!
(Chorus – even more unhinged, layered screams)
FiGhT oLiGaRcHy!
Fake war, real profit!
Raise your voice, but not too loud—
The walls have ears, the kings are proud!
FiGhT oLiGaRcHy!
Sign here to be free!
They are the wolves—they wear the skin—
And smile while we burn again.
(Outro – distorted, glitch-crashing vocals)
Manufactured rage,
Factory-made dissent.
You called it a movement—
They called it rent.
The louder you scream, the tighter the leash…
FiGhT oLiGaRcHy…
they whisper it while counting your debt
FeedTheLies
