[Intro: minimalist synth pulse, gated drums, static FX] Yeah... go on, take your BOW! Everybody’s watching now. Plastic crown on a broken head, this is the goss-pull of the brain-dead. [Static burst] [Verse: sneering rap-style vocal, minimalist chug guitar, static underlay] You talk loud, but your words are cheap, selling revolutions in your sleep. Preach like a king of the damned, but your kingdom’s built on sand. Fake prophet with a Wi-Fi cross— praying for likes, still taking a loss. Static crown, plastic creed… I’m the noise you’ll never lead. [Pre-Chorus: tense whisper, filtered build, gated toms] I see through all the smoke you blow; house of mirrors, cracks on show. [Chorus: anthemic, full distorted guitars, stacked harmonies] Zero hero—you're just fear in a mask. All your bravado? It cracks when it’s asked. Screaming “fearless,” but I see you shake— every crown you wear is just another fake! [Verse: mocking delivery, chug guitars, synth stabs] I'm not impressed by your paper throne, Your revolution's just a cover clone. You want fire? Then here’s your flame— burning down this house of shame. You strut like a messiah in disguise, scripted gospel in your televised eyes. Fake halo with a battery charge; that crown looks small when your head’s too large. [Pre-Chorus: sneering chant, synth pulse, tom roll] I see the fear behind that smile; You're just an asset in the file. [Chorus: anthemic, wide guitars, stacked harmonies] Zero hero—you're just fear in a mask. All your bravado? It cracks when it’s asked. Screaming “fearless,” but I see you shake— every crown you wear is just another fake! [Bridge: spoken taunt, glitch FX, bass hum] You can’t hide, you can’t run; truth hits harder than your gun. Call yourself “fearless”—fear’s what you breathe; your faith is a lie and it’s easy to (stuttered) see! [Breakdown: whispered venom, static FX, low synth drone] Paper cities, paper gods; plastic prayers and thunder frauds. Built from smoke, but the fire remains— I’ll dance on the ashes of your domains. [Chorus: anthemic, full band, crowd ad-libs in background] Zero hero—you're just fear in a mask. All your bravado? It cracks when it’s asked. Screaming “fearless,” but I see you shake— every crown you wear is just another fake! [Bridge 2: driving industrial beat, gang shouts, prominent guitar solo] (Shouted) FAKE! FAKE! FAKE! FAKE! It gets louder every step you take! (Shouted) FAKE! FAKE! FAKE! FAKE! You can’t escape the truth you break! [music builds with riser] [Final Chorus: climactic, full band slam, confessional, strained lead vocal, layered gang shouts] Zero hero—you're just fear in a mask; all your bravado? It cracks when it’s asked. I see *my* fear behind that glass— king of nothing... (scoff) I wore that mask! Your voice is loud, but your bones are weak; king of nothing... the fool I speak. [Outro: mocking fade, synth echo, pitch-down vocals] (Whispered) Just another fake... (Whispered) Just another fake...
