[Intro — whispered over radio static] The winners write the history. The losers disappear. Every page becomes a weapon. Every lie becomes sincere. [Verse 1 — restrained, dark clean vocal] They polish blood into a victory, Call the burning cities free. Say the war was fought for justice— Never oil, power, or greed. Mothers bury sons in silence While the flags are raised up high. They call the dead our heroes So we never ask them why. The past was written by the victors. The present’s written on the screen. Different century, same deception— Just a cleaner killing machine. [Pre-Chorus — rising tension] They sell us noble intentions While we struggle just to eat. They build their kingdoms from our bodies, Then demand we kiss their feet. [Chorus — explosive screams and gang vocals] THEY WRITE THE WAR! THEY WRITE THE LIE! Turn our sons into soldiers, Then leave their mothers asking why! THEY OWN THE WORDS! THEY OWN THE SCREEN! History is an illusion— And the present’s just as obscene! WE SEE THE STRINGS! WE HEAR THE CHAINS! [Verse 2 — rapid, aggressive delivery] Religion! Politics! Color and sex! Every difference turned into A blade against our necks. Neighbor blaming neighbor, While the architects sit clean, Hidden behind presidents, Palaces and kings. We curse the face upon the television, Never knowing who commands. Actors standing at the podium, While the blood stays off their hands. Demons dressed in human skin, With appetites that never cease. They feed on fear, control, and war— Then preach obedience and peace. [Breakdown — crushing half-time] We don’t know every secret. We don’t know every name. But God sees every dirty soul That profits from the pain. NO CROWN CAN HIDE THEM! NO GOLD CAN SAVE THEM! No army can with stand the hellish fury of heaven revelation across the lands Every traitor! Every liar! Every throne built over graves! THE HAND OF GOD WILL FIND THEM— AND NO KINGDOM WILL BE SAVED! [Bridge — soft, vulnerable] Maybe we still cannot see How deep the darkness goes. But truth is not forgotten Just because it isn’t known. He is breathing through the broken. He is building us from stone. Preparing every warrior Who thought they stood alone. [Final Chorus — full force] THEY WROTE THE WAR! BUT GOD KNOWS WHY! Every secret empire Will be dragged into the light! THEY OWNED THE WORDS! THEY OWNED THE SCREEN! But they cannot escape judgment Of the One who sees everything! BREATHE IN THE FIRE! BECOME THE STONE! When every false god falls— WE WILL KNOW WHO RULED THE THRONE! [Outro — whispered, then screamed] The winners wrote the history... BUT GOD ... WILL WRITE THE END.... (Outro,- Background eerie soft whispers) He is breathing through the broken. He is building us from stone. Preparing every warrior Who thought they stood alone.
