Let the young lead on

[Intro] [operatic female vocalizing, orchestral strings, cinematic percussion] [distorted guitar enters with palm-muted gallop riff] [double-kick drums and bass enter] [Verse 1] [male rock vocals, driving rhythm section] This goes far beyond a single face in power It's the hand of evil rulers and the media towers Corporations carving stories we're supposed to believe Twisting notes of a dream we refuse to leave It's the reason they spend years chasing down our rights Trying to strip away our voice, keep us quiet in the night If they had our story would be written out by now But we're still here, though they keep on asking how [Pre-Chorus] [orchestral strings swell, drums build] We saw it coming in the chaos of the locked doors The great experiment, the numbers they report Learning how to herd us, drive us in the pens While those meant to serve us look down on citizen friends Now we turn that coldness inward to dividing every glance A fractured house trembling, losing its stance It hurts to admit it, but here's the truth laid bare We're a nation split with too much we don't share [Chorus] [full band, soaring female vocals, operatic backing] Step aside warmakers, let the young lead on Let them clean the wreckage of the damage you've done This world's not your battleground, it's their dawn Hand it over before your time's truly gone [Verse 2] [male vocals, heavy guitar riffs] We can't let a single faction rewrite what we've made Or erase centuries by chasing after greed's parade The lines are drawn boldly, the masks have come down The drama exposed for every soul in the town We can't split us further with your well-spun lies We see through it now with the awakened eyes There's no reaching what's lost in a sold-out soul So we claim what you broke and made it our own Your era will run out beneath the setting sun The proof now stands shining, its work has just begun The next generation standing waiting in the wings They'll carry the torch and undo what your power brings [Chorus] [female vocals, orchestral brass, double-time drums] Step aside warmakers, let the young lead on Let them clean the wreckage of the damage you've done This world's not your battleground, it's their dawn Hand it over before your time's truly gone [Guitar Solo] [fast alternate picking, sweep arpeggios, wah-wah pedal effects] [Bridge] [operatic female vocalizing, strings, heavy percussion] [Chorus] [full symphonic arrangement, male and female vocal harmony] Your empire will crumble as it passes into shade History will remember all the choices you made When the stories have all been written and nothing else remains Don't ever forget it's your name that holds the blame Step aside warmakers, let the young lead on Let them clean the wreckage of the damage you've done This world's not your battleground, it's their dawn Hand it over, your rule is truly done [Outro] [operatic vocalizing, orchestral strings fade out]