(Verse 1 – Tense, clean vocals)
They smile with teeth like rusted nails inside.
They trade their masks when winds begin to shift.
They set the fire, then scream about the smoke.
They raise their flags, then tear down every gift.
Their crowns are forged from plastic, bone, and debt.
Their saints wear suits and bleed when no one looks.
They break the mirror just to hate the cracks.
They sell us myths rewritten into books.
(Pre-Chorus – Whispers to crescendo)
They curse the light if it’s not from their sun.
They'd drown the truth if someone else had won.
They kill the peace when it don’t match their grief.
They’d rather burn than see a shared belief.
(Chorus – Screamed)
Both sides are blades — you’ll bleed no matter what.
They build the stage, then dance inside the rut.
They praise the storm when it's against their foes.
Then cry for calm the second chaos grows.
(Verse 2 – Gritty, dissonant)
They bite the fruit, then blame the rotting tree.
They twist the facts, then hang them out to dry.
They salt the soil where nothing now can grow.
They teach us rage, then wonder why we die.
They toast to wars they swore they didn’t fund.
They cheer the pain if it serves their campaign.
They’d break a leg just to outpace their foes.
They cut their tongue, then scream in someone’s name.
(Breakdown – Slowed tempo, heavy)
You drink their words, but every drop is taint.
You wear their cause, but all their blood’s the same.
You fight their war, but no one wins that fight.
You call it truth — I call it stolen light.
(Bridge – Spoken)
They’d kill the crop if it grew on your side.
They’d raze the field if it fed your own pride.
They’d light the match if the ash fit their frame.
They’d build a god just to burn in its name.
(Final Chorus – Layered screams and fading chant)
Both sides are knives — they carve the same old lies.
Both sell the crown, then swear they hate the prize.
Both march on graves while screaming they’re awake.
Both bleed the fruit for power they can take.
(Outro – Whispered)
“The seeds were spoiled before the roots had grown…”
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