(A song about deception, control, and the fight for truth.) [Verse 1] They built a kingdom out of glass and gold, Signed our names on the chains they sold. Told us silence was the price of peace, Fed us dust and called it a feast. We walked the lines they drew in red, Danced to the songs of the misled. Every promise turned to rust, But we still bowed, we still trust. [Pre-Chorus] They said "Look away, don't ask why," But every shadow hides a lie. The more we prayed, the less we knew— Tell me, who are we bowing to? [Chorus] Oh, the king wears a paper crown, Built on stories burning down. They hold the matches, light the pyre, And call the ashes holy fire. But the wind is rising, hear the sound— Their kingdom’s crashing to the ground. [Verse 2] They sold our dreams for silver chains, Gave us poison, called it rain. We raised our hands but not our voice, Taught to kneel like we had no choice. But history breathes between the cracks, Every whisper fights back. Turn the pages, break the spell— A throne is just a padded cell. [Bridge] (Plot Twist: The people rise up!) Now the statues bleed like men, Their echoes can't defend them. The banners burn, the tyrants fall— And we were never weak at all. [Final Chorus] Oh, the king wears a paper crown, Built on stories burning down. They hold the matches, light the pyre, And call the ashes holy fire. But the wind is rising, hear the sound— Their kingdom’s crashing to the ground. [Outro] No more silence, no more chains, No more fear, no more names. Take the crown, tear it apart— A kingdom falls when we restart.