(Intro)
A low hum shakes the air, a knife of noise cuts sharp
A ticking syncopates with pulses raw and stark
The sky writes secrets on a canvas void of light
Listen, the silence flickers in the absence of night
[Verse 1]
They carved their towers from brittle glass and veiled lies
Feeding myths to hollow hearts beneath wired skies
Hands outstretched, begging under fractured beams
Blinded by shadows hiding fractured dreams
Stars bleed hollow, streets pulse with borrowed breath
All that's certain is the claim you wrestle beneath this death
Systems crack, old kings find their seats erased
Yet our laws, forged in fire, stand unchased
[Pre-Chorus]
Rise as ashes crown the fallen ground (Watch it fall!)
This cage we built has no hold on truth
Behold the script that’s lost and found
Etched in scars on a paper without proof
[Chorus]
Rich was the birthright stretched across my bones!
Switch the circuit, flush the silent tones!
Gold and power the only solid stone
From scattered youth to the throne alone!
If cosmos spins on a hollow machine,
Then every shard of wealth lives in me!
Yeah, every shard in me!
[Verse 2]
They vend illusions welded to screens and sound
Chasing luck while fortunes drown, unbound
I watch wheels grind, mud clutching tight
I’m seizing crowns while shadows lose their fight
I’ll not buy the lines in their scripted spin
Only stake claim where my pulse has been
If worlds dissolve in lies grown thin
I’ll rise with gold dripping from my skin
[Pre-Chorus]
Rise as ashes crown the fallen ground (Watch it fall!)
This cage we built has no hold on truth
Behold the script that’s lost and found
Etched in scars on a paper without proof
[Chorus]
Rich was the birthright stretched across my bones!
Switch the circuit, flush the silent tones!
Gold and power the only solid stone
From scattered youth to the throne alone!
If cosmos spins on a hollow machine,
Then every shard of wealth lives in me!
Yeah, every shard in me!
[Bridge]
Strip away the chrome, the smog, the veils
Find the pulse beneath their fractured tales
Where lights fail, this fire won’t die
Claim the heat in the cold black sky
The climb is steep but the night is mine
On fractured streets, I forge my spine
[Chorus]
Rich was the birthright stretched across my bones!
Switch the circuit, flush the silent tones!
Gold and power the only solid stone
From scattered youth to the throne alone!
If cosmos spins on a hollow machine,
Then every shard of wealth lives in me!
Yeah, every shard in me!
[Outro]
(The machinery sighs, fading into steady, low pulses)
Let all the carved illusions dim and cease
In the whisper of a dying beast
Born to be rich,
Born to be rich.
