*** Cover of The God of Power by: InspiringMuse *** Original song: https://suno.com/song/053715f1-9d52-41f5-aa02-4f950415b5f4?sh=WYf0OaIJ4PpvNyx6 We bow before the god of power, Golden throne and plastic crown. He whispers sweet in every hour, Promising to lift us up - while pushing others down. But he can’t give what we already own, He’s just a shadow on a borrowed throne. We’ve been chasing ghosts, kneeling to lies, Trading our birthright for alibis. But oh… oh, now we remember. Oh… oh, we remember His temple’s made of flashing screens, Of fear and fame and dopamine. He feeds on hunger, deals in need, Makes us beg for what we bleed. He can’t give what we already own - Our voice, our fire, our sacred home. We forgot the sky, we forgot the seed, But he forgot we were born free. And oh… oh, now we remember. Oh… oh, we remember. We were never broken. We were only blind. And every chain he gave us Was made in our own mind. We bow before the god of power, Golden throne and plastic crown. He whispers sweet in every hour, Promising to lift us up - while pushing others down. He can’t give what we already own - We are the temple, we are the stone. No more worship, no more war, No more kneeling on that floor. Oh… oh, we remember. Oh… oh, we reclaim... Our name Our name.