[Intro] No banners. No bells. No one left to tell us we survived. [Verse 1] Smoke moves slowly through the courtyard. Stone is warm beneath my hand. Every statue lost its face before the walls forgot to stand. We spent years building monuments to things we couldn't keep. Now the throne is under rubble— and the crown is six feet deep. [Pre-Chorus] You can call the horns to war. You can beat the drums again. But tell me— what are we defending when there's nothing left to save? [Chorus] There's no kingdom left to burn. No throne waiting for return. Let the violins carry what remains. Let the brass announce the end. Let the guitars speak again. We have nothing left to lose but chains. [Verse 2] Names are carved into the columns. Rain has filled the banquet hall. All the men who swore forever never thought forever small. I don't mourn the gold or marble. I don't mourn the empty chair. I mourn every voice we buried just to keep a ruler there. [Pre-Chorus] Let the timpani begin. Let the low brass open wide. If this is how an empire ends— then let it end with sound. [Chorus] There's no kingdom left to burn. No throne waiting for return. Let the violins carry what remains. Let the brass announce the end. Let the guitars speak again. We have nothing left to lose but chains. [Bridge] Maybe ruin isn't silence. Maybe endings still can sing. Maybe freedom sounds like footsteps walking past a fallen king. LET IT FALL. [Final Chorus] There's no kingdom left to burn. No throne waiting for return. Let the violins carry what remains. Let the brass announce the end. Let the guitars speak again. We have nothing left to lose but chains. No kingdom. No crown. No reason to bow down. Let the final chord shake the stones from the ground. [Outro] No banners. No bells. Just footsteps leaving.
