The hardest prisons... have no walls. Only mirrors. Every hallway knows my footsteps. Every portrait knows my name. Truth is breathing through the curtains, yet the kingdom plays its game. Every smile conceals a dagger. Every promise wears a mask. How can justice save a nation when the truth is never asked? Tell me— when silence becomes survival... who is guilty? I cannot look away. Even if the whole world asks me to. Every lie becomes a kingdom. Every truth demands its blood. [Verse 2] Ghosts are patient. Time remembers. Crowns grow heavy made of fear. Every generation inherits what the last one would not hear. Power whispers. Conscience shouts. Only one can rule the night. People think the tragedy was hesitation. No. The tragedy was seeing too clearly... in a world that preferred darkness. (silence) Speak. I cannot look away. Though it costs my name, my peace, my life. If one voice still remains, let it carry what the others buried. The mirror never lied. Only the kingdom did.
