Listen... Can you hear it? That's not the wind... It's the void inside you... You sold reflections to the blind, Turned stolen dreams into your gold. Built your kingdom out of shattered hearts, A palace where the truth grows cold. You painted hope with borrowed lies, Wrapped empty promises in light. But every breath that you betrayed Became another stone of night. And now the crowd is gone, The silence starts to speak. No place remains to hide From everything you reap. Your soul is nothing more Than ashes without flame. You called yourself a king, But your crown was built from shame. Your soul is nothing more Than an echo without a face. How many lives did you destroy Just to lose your place? Empty... Empty... Only your shadow remains... Fear lives inside your mirrors now, Even fear has stopped its run. You built your walls from stolen words, Now there's no one left to come. You thought deception ruled the world, That masks could turn to living skin. But truth arrives without a sound And tears apart the lies within. Can you hear it? That's not thunder in the sky... It's the fracture of your heart. Can you hear it? That's not voices far away... It's the ghosts of every scar. Your soul is nothing more Than ashes without flame. You traded people for your throne, Now nobody knows your name. Your soul is nothing more Than a shadow in the dark. Every road you chose has led Back to your own mark. Oh-oh-oh... How many faces? How many masks? How many lives beneath your feet? Oh-oh-oh... And inside... Only silence... Only darkness incomplete... Your soul is nothing more Than a voice without a soul. All the treasures of the earth Can never fill that hole. Your soul is nothing more Than dust against the years. Those who break the lives of others Drown within their fears. Silence... At last... When every lie collapses, Only emptiness remains
