{ "lyrics": "[Intro]\nI saw drums of war — gates break (break) [x3]\nOf Babylon shake — people awake (awake) [x3]\nFalse throne cracked — fire crowned the ground\nTrumpets roared — judgment sound (sound) [x3]\n\n[Verse 1]\nI walked through fire where the soil don’t kneel\nScrolls unsealed — justice revealed\nSteel-eyed watchers behind digital veils\nBut truth cut sharper than their coded trails\nSaw idols drop as the verdict spoke\nChains still clanged, but the faithful woke\nFlames rose up from riots in the streets\nAnd thunder came from marching feet (feet) [x2]\n\n[Chorus]\nThe king is dead — I saw the heavens open (open) [x2]\nPower to the people — prophecy spoken (spoken) [x2]\nThe king is dead — stone walls fall (fall) [x2]\nPower to the people — one voice, one call (call) [x2]\n\n[Verse 2]\nShe spilled her wine — the Whore in gold\nKings drank deep as the markets fold\nI saw the smoke — a bitter well\nMerchants wept at the tolling bell\nA musk of control — I smelled the Beast\nSlicked in charm but bred from grief\nThe people rose with righteous song\nAnd Babylon shook — it won’t stand long\n\n[Chorus]\nThe king is dead — I saw the heavens open (open) [x2]\nPower to the people — prophecy spoken (spoken) [x2]\nThe king is dead — stone walls fall (fall) [x2]\nPower to the people — one voice, one call (call) [x2]\n\n[Verse 3]\MAGA ran like scattered smoke (run, run)\nFrom lies they lit beneath their cloak\nThe cages they built — now seals their fate\nTruth turned keys at every gate (gate, gate)\n\Hate reposted — now screens replay\nI saw receipts carved in Judgment Day\nThe blindfold dropped — the scale don’t lie\nThe curse they cast came back to cry (cry, cry)\n\n[Bridge]\nRun, run — from the lies they lit (run, run)\nRun from the cages, now they can't admit (admit)\nRun from the mirror, can't face the toll (toll)\nRun from the meek they used to control (control)\n\nBurn, burn — what they wrote in stone (burn, burn)\nAsh in the mouth when the trumpet's blown\nBurn down the flag they used to deceive\nTruth got fire they can't unsee (unsee)\n\nFall, fall — from the heights they stole (fall, fall)\nFall like crowns in a rigged parole\nFall like banks when the widows scream\nFall 'cause the dream was a wicked scheme (scheme)\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI heard drums of war — gates break (break) [x3]\nBabylon tremble — people awake (awake) [x2]\nFalse crown fallin’ — ashes surround\nSound the trumpet — new fire found\n\n[Final Chorus]\nThe king is dead — but the people rise (rise) [x2]\nPower to the people — no more disguise (disguise) [x2]\nThe king is dead — but the vision lives on (on) [x2]\nPower to the people — the people stand tall" }
