[Intro: Slow, eerie build with dissonant chords] In a world of chrome and rust, Where the air’s a shroud of dust, The suits in towers pull the strings, While the hollow bell still rings. A god of profit reigns supreme, Crushing life, a waking dream, The stone’s bled dry, yet still they grind, A soulless march of humankind. [Verse 1: Steady rhythm, growing tension] They frack the earth, they drain the seas, A harvest born of gluttony, The workers bow, their backs are bent, Paychecks shrink, but rents ascend. A CEO with diamond teeth, Says, “Work harder, don’t you breathe,” The machine hums loud, it eats their souls, Till the gears jam up and blow. [Chorus: Raw, rebellious roar] Blood from stone, it’s all a lie! The system chokes, it’s doomed to die! Greed’s the whip, and we’re the prey, Fake wealth fades in the light of day! [Verse 2: Quick tempo, biting edge] The screens all glow, a siren’s call, “Buy this now, or lose it all,” The newsman grins, his tongue’s a blade, Spinning tales that truth evades. A web of ads to trap your mind, Freedom’s just a sale designed, They peddle hope in plastic wrap, While the world falls in their lap. [Chorus: Explosive, crowd-chant energy] Blood from stone, it’s all a lie! The system chokes, it’s doomed to die! Greed’s the whip, and we’re the prey, Fake wealth fades in the light of day! [Verse 3: Chaotic beat, frantic pace] The cities burn, the markets crash, Stockpiles turn to ash and trash, The billionaires in bunkers hide, While the streets flood with the tide. A child trades dreams for scraps of bread, The headlines say, “The dream’s not dead,” But the neon flickers, cold and dim, A requiem for the world they skimmed. [Bridge: Slower, haunting shift] Yet voices rise from shattered streets, A pulse beneath the drum of feats, They see the cracks, the rust, the rot, A future sold, a past forgot. The screen’s a veil, the throne’s a sham, Awake, they shout, “We know who I am,” The spark ignites, the chains unwind, A world reborn in hearts aligned. [Verse 4: Thunderous, apocalyptic surge] The towers sway, the glass rains down, The kings of greed lose their crown, The people claw through smoke and flame, No more pawns in a rigged game. The air grows thick with cries and cheers, A reckoning of wasted years, The stone splits wide, the blood pours out, A revolution’s deafening shout. [Chorus: Triumphant, unyielding force] Blood from stone, it’s all a lie! The system chokes, it’s doomed to die! Greed’s the whip, and we’re the prey, Fake wealth fades in the light of day! [Outro: Quiet, resolute fade] From the wreckage, green breaks through, A fragile hope, a sky of blue, The many stand where the few once reigned, A world unbound, a truth reclaimed. The stone lies still, the blood runs deep, No more dreams lost to their keep, In our hands, the dawn takes flight, A song of day to end the night.
