**TOXIC CROWN** extended **Intro** Yeah… Look around at the spectacle Everybody competing with polluted lies of ego Trying to make their disaster look attractive Trying to make collapse look glamorous Who got the most polished ruin? Who got the prettiest poison? --- **Verse 1** Everybody competing in a toxic parade Polishing the chains that they willingly made Polluted lies of ego, smoke in the air Selling self-destruction like a fashion to wear Who got the biggest crash? Who got the best mask? Who can make corruption look upper class? Who can turn collapse into a lifestyle trend While the soil under our feet starts to bend? How did self-destruction become a crown? How did poisoning the earth become renown? In the jungle days that weakness wouldn’t last Nature wrote its justice brutally fast Back when survival meant discipline and skill Back when empty ego got somebody killed But modern systems feed illusions and decay Where the loudest fantasy survives the day --- **Hook** Who wears the toxic crown tonight? Who turns destruction into light? Who paints the poison shining bright While the earth keeps losing life? Everybody competing in a poisoned game Trying to turn disaster into fame But the roots of truth run deep in the ground And the earth decides who wears the crown --- **Verse 2** Modern society breeding corruption deep Selling comfort while the oceans weep Plastic rivers running through the veins Cities glowing under chemical rains Microwaves humming in a silent room Plastic ghosts in a neon bloom Botox smiles frozen in disguise Mood stabilizers muting the cries Antidepressant haze in fluorescent light Trying to medicate a system built wrong and tight Every clever expensive gaslight trick Trying to keep the illusion thick The market sells calm for a fractured mind But the roots of the sickness they never find Because the sickness lives in the way we live In the things we buy and the lies we give --- **Hook** Who wears the toxic crown tonight? Who makes collapse look clean and right? Who paints the poison shining bright While the earth keeps losing life? Everybody competing in a poisoned game Trying to turn disaster into fame But the roots of truth run deep in the ground And the earth decides who wears the crown --- **Verse 3** Cheating became sport, lying became law Every crooked system feeding on the flaw Truth gets buried in a corporate well While advertisements spin their spell Peel back borders, peel back faith Peel back politics and the masks they make You see the same old gears beneath the throne Grinding human labor down to bone Rich men whisper through the wires and screens “Keep buying dreams, keep feeding machines” Keep pumping oil from the planet’s veins Keep building towers from invisible chains The workforce running on borrowed breath Trading their years for a paycheck’s death While the earth gets drained of her ancient blood Forests drowning in a market flood --- **Verse 4 (Fast Flow)** Rapid lies, rapid pride, fragile disguise Corporate kings with mechanical eyes Selling comfort packaged neat and bright While the oceans choke in plastic night Factories roar where the forests stood Steel replacing ancient wood Cities glowing like artificial suns While the rivers run thick where the poison runs But the soil still whispers under the feet Under concrete and broken streets There’s an older rhythm, slower and deep A memory the planet still keeps --- **Bridge** You can’t gaslight the mountains You can’t fool the sea You can’t lie forever To gravity The earth remembers every scar Every engine, every burning car Every forest turned to smoke and sound Every lie that built the toxic crown --- **Final Hook** Who wears the toxic crown tonight? Who trades the future for the fight? Who paints the poison shining bright While the earth keeps losing life? Everybody competing in a poisoned game Trying to turn disaster into fame But the roots of truth run deep in the ground And the earth decides who wears the crown --- **Outro** Because the jungle still lives in the bones of the land Even if the cities forget how to stand And the soil remembers what humans forgot Life isn’t built on illusion It’s built on work Discipline Truth And love for the ground we walk on