[Intro – sharp, staccato beat] Streetlights glow on empty halls Promises rot on courthouse walls [Verse 1 – fiery, unapologetic] They wear suits stitched with stolen gold Talk of hope but their hearts are cold Sign laws that lock the poor away While they sip wine in their gated bay They kiss babies for the camera flash Then cut the programs that make the weak last [Verse 2 – urgent, seething] They wave flags and scream "freedom's mine" But they strip the vote from the marginalized They take bribes from the corporate hand While the working man can barely stand They preach family values from their podiums high But cheat on their wives when the cameras die [Pre-Chorus – building tension] The system's a snake that bites the hand that feeds They lie through their teeth while the people bleed We're tired of the lies, tired of the greed We're gonna tear down their paper crowns indeed [Chorus – explosive, defiant] Paper crowns on hollow heads Corrupt beds where the truth is dead We're gonna burn the lies to the ground We won't back down, we won't make a sound 'Til the power's back where it belongs In the hands of the people, not the greedy throngs [Interlude, Instrumental Solo – distorted bass, aggressive drum fills] [Verse 3 – relentless, unflinching] They fund wars with our tax-paid cash Then send our kids to die in the ash They call it "patriotism" to line their pockets While our loved ones come home in caskets They cut healthcare for the sick and old While their bank accounts unfold and unfold [Verse 4 – bitter, sarcastic] They talk of "unity" while they stoke the flame Of hate and division to win the game They demonize the immigrant at the gate While they hire them under the table to clean their plate They claim to be "men of God" with a holy call But they worship the dollar and let the people fall [Pre-Chorus – building to a fever pitch] The system's a cage that keeps us all trapped They steal our voice while they clap and clap We're done with the silence, done with the act We're gonna take back what they stole, take back our fact [Chorus Reprise – amplified, collective energy] Paper crowns on hollow heads Corrupt beds where the truth is dead We're gonna burn the lies to the ground We won't back down, we won't make a sound 'Til the power's back where it belongs In the hands of the people, not the greedy throngs [Bridge – raw, passionate] We've got the numbers, we've got the fire We're not gonna let them keep us in the mire Every protest, every sign, every voice raised Is a nail in the coffin of their corrupt phase We won't stop 'til the system's reborn 'Til the lies are gone and the truth is worn [Final Chorus – explosive, triumphant] Paper crowns on hollow heads Corrupt beds where the truth is dead We burned the lies down to the ground We didn't back down, we made our sound Now the power's back where it belongs In the hands of the people, not the greedy throngs [Outro – fading beat, lingering intensity] Streetlights glow on waking halls Truth blooms where the promises fell