[Verse 1] Marble smiles in diamond halls, we trade our souls for hollow thrills, Velvet chains and neon gods—the currency of fractured wills. I carved my name in fortune’s slate, but the ink bled through the page… Now the mirror cracks, and I see the ghost behind the stage: A puppet king in a crown of rust, choking on the dust of trust [Chorus 1] We’re drowning in golden coffins, chasing ghosts through judgment’s blade! The sacred’s dead, and the prophets weep for the mess we’ve made. You dissect my heart with a surgeon’s pride, but you’ll never see the scars inside— All that I deserve is what you were unable to see: A world where the weight of ‘more’ becomes the chains that bury me [Verse 2] I planted seeds in a garden of stone, where the soil bled with greed, Thorns grew wild where the roses dreamed—a harvest I didn’t need. Now the roots twist deep in the cracks of my bones, And the flowers I nurtured are ash, overgrown [Chorus 2] We’re drowning in golden coffins, chasing ghosts through judgment’s blade! The sacred’s dead, and the prophets weep for the mess we’ve made. You dissect my heart with a surgeon’s pride, but you’ll never see the scars inside— All that I deserve is what you were unable to see: A world where the weight of ‘more’ becomes the chains that bury me [Instrumental] [12/8 time signature, virtuosic guitar/keyboard duel] [Guitar solo] [Frenetic, dissonant phrasing mirroring societal chaos] [Keyboard solo] [Melancholic, descending melodies symbolizing regret] [Rhythm section] [Polyrhythmic grooves that fracture and rebuild, echoing the tension between ambition and self-awareness] [Chorus 3] I’ll bury the blade of your narrow creed— All that I deserved was what you refused to see [Chorus 4] We’re drowning in golden coffins, chasing ghosts through judgment’s blade! The sacred’s dead, and the prophets weep for the mess we’ve made. You dissect my heart with a surgeon’s pride, but you’ll never see the scars inside— All that I deserved was what you refused to see: A world where the weight of ‘more’ becomes the lie that suffocates me [Chorus 5] The hourglass empties, the gilding flakes away… I turn away. I turn away. I turn away. [Chorus 3] I’ll bury the blade of your narrow creed— All that I deserved was what you refused to see [Chorus 4] We’re drowning in golden coffins, chasing ghosts through judgment’s blade! The sacred’s dead, and the prophets weep for the mess we’ve made. You dissect my heart with a surgeon’s pride, but you’ll never see the scars inside— All that I deserved was what you refused to see: A world where the weight of ‘more’ becomes the lie that suffocates me [Chorus 5] The hourglass empties, the gilding flakes away… I turn away. I turn away. I turn away. [end]
