Music: PIERRE AMOUR
You built your throne from folded lies
Stacked high beneath obedient skies
Called it justice, wore it proud
But truth was silent, not allowed
You spoke like thunder, cracked the air
But every word was hollow prayer
A kingdom made of brittle laws
That crumble W
When you show your claws
And still you preach control and grace
While wearing other people's pain
But no crown shines forever bright
When it was forged from stolen light
Your power is a shadow, cast too long
A quiet wound dressed up as strong
You rule with fear, but fear forgets
And history comes for your regrets
You sit on thrones made out of paper
But paper burns
And flames remember
So play your game, pretend you're pure
But nothing stolen stays secure
You learned the art of veiled demand
With velvet rope and iron hand
You offered smiles, you took control
And carved your name in every soul
You dressed in light
You spoke in peace
But made the innocent a feast
You climbed on backs that broke in half
And sealed your shame
With golden clasp
The silence you demand won't last
It's cracking underneath the past
And echoes born from pain and truth
Are louder now than all your proof
Your power is a shadow, sharp and thin
A haunted crown beneath your skin
You write your rules, you write the end
But paper cuts, and ink offends
You sit on thrones made out of paper
But paper burns
And flames remember
So call it order, call it fate
But no one gets to silence hate
One voice becomes a thousand cries
A whisper turned to wildfire skies
And every wall you thought would stand
Will fall like ash from open hands
Your power was a shadow in disguise
But now we see with wider eyes
The veil has torn, the truth is near
We're not afraid, we're not unclear
You sat on thrones made out of paper
But paper burns
And fire is braver
The match is struck
The wind is wild
Your time is done
We've reconciled