Intro (echoing voice): Two crowns, one shadow… And the sound of prophets drowned by the crowd. Verse 1: The golden walls began to crack, Truth was lost, there’s no way back. A kingdom torn by silver lies, Each king believes his own disguise. The northern tribes, they raised their flame, The southern hearts forgot His name. And still the people bowed to screens, Their gods of gold and plastic dreams. Chorus: The split of the kingdom, the curse reborn, Faith divided, hearts are torn. Voices scream, but none will hear, The prophets fade in static fear. The split of the kingdom, the mirror breaks, Power burns for power’s sake. Verse 2: A chariot of fire crossed the sky, Elijah wept, the rivers dried. He warned of pride, of holy rage, But kings just built another cage. And in our time, the echo rings, The same old crown on modern kings. We trade the truth for trending lies, And call it light while darkness thrives. Chorus: The split of the kingdom, the curse reborn, Faith divided, hearts are torn. Voices scream, but none will hear, The prophets fade in static fear. The split of the kingdom, the mirror breaks, Power burns for power’s sake. Bridge (spoken, distorted): “They say the world is free — yet no one listens.” “They say the world is one — yet walls keep rising.” “We’ve built our temples out of data and greed…” “…and called it peace.” Final Chorus (with choral backing): The split of the kingdom, black and gold, A prophecy from days of old. History burns in neon light, Old ghosts march through modern night. The split of the kingdom — we wear the crown, The walls go up, the stars fall down. Outro (whispered): Two nations, one flame… It’s always the same.
