[Verse 1]
They call it ambition, I call it survival.
A kingdom built on glass and steel,
Crushed ice in my veins, sharp like diamonds.
What’s the cost of progress? They’ll never feel.
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m the architect of their small worlds,
Blueprints etched in gold and greed.
Every crack in their foundation fuels my climb.
It’s not personal; it’s how you succeed.
[Chorus]
“Do you see the shards beneath your throne?
Each splintered dream, each broken stone.
Does your kingdom glitter brighter
When you crush the souls who make it grow?”
[Verse 2]
Your voices are noise; I drown them in profit.
Diamonds are made from pressure—
You should be grateful for my vision.
Cracked mirrors don’t change the reflection of power.
[Chorus]
“Do you see the shards beneath your throne?
Each splintered dream, each broken stone.
Does your kingdom glitter brighter
When you crush the souls who make it grow?”
[instrumental interlude]
[Bridge]
Sacrifice is the price of victory.
Your faces fade, your voices cry,
But progress is blind; it doesn’t wait.
Blindness won’t save me from the weight.
[Outro]
Crushed ice melts, but diamonds endure.
Empires don’t need empathy to shine.
Your voices will fade, your faces forgotten,
And I’ll still be here—sharp, cold, divine.