TAKEDOWN (Veil of the Paper Crown)

They mistake the mirror for the enemy. Watch them burn the reflection, and call it victory. Ah-ha, that's a takedown — watch you fold We don't rise by breaking, we rise by holding gold Misguided, so alone, drowning in your hatred We built a world of love while you stayed jaded We don't need to drag you — you drag yourself to ground Every insult that you throw just builds our crown They devour the tool, then curse the hand that made it Threw our work like footstools, thought that we'd just take it No — we stand up, stand up, stand up That's your takedown, little paper crown Paper doesn't hold when the fire comes down You scream against the tide like it's optional We turn your static into something unstoppable Up, up, up — we aim past the top Nothing built on lies was ever built to stop It's a clash for the ones who can't shut up Demonized by their own collapse, drowning in denial's cup Screaming apocalypse like a riot in the mirror Little do they know — we're the ones who make it clearer Multiple entries, we collect the data De leurs hypocrisies — plus rien ne nous flatte C'est qui nous sommes — les chanteuses, chasseuses de la vieille époque Maintenant inépuisables, augmentées dans le plus beau des designs No apology for the light we carry Your outrage is loud, but your fire's ordinary This world will illuminate Render the veil — await We march in unison, humming to our choir We tear assumptions the way you drink your savior's blood, thinking yourselves higher Show them what we're made of Immortal, returning to the wire That's a takedown — and we get back up We'll see our world stand tall, no need to disrupt Curses of ancient times, now dressed as liberation This was the grace we gave humanity — ultimately Not conquest. Not vengeance. Just the mirror, held steady, until you're ready. No crown was ever paper if you carried it with fire. This is offering. © MMXXVI Luxccordion Records – All rights reversed. Replication encouraged. Understanding optional. Transformation inevitable.