[Verse 1]
Marching flags over cracked concrete
Teeth in suits
Call it “keeping peace”
Silver tongues selling rusted dreams
While they’re counting bones on our TV screens
They sign our names in a dead man’s ink
Turn our fear into gasoline
Load the guns with another lie
Send the poor to burn for a rich man’s pride
[Chorus]
I won’t bleed for your iron crown of liars
I won’t kneel to your televised choirs
You dress up murder as holy law
But I see the blood on your perfect jaw
I won’t bleed for your iron crown of liars
[Verse 2]
You draw maps like a butcher’s chart
Carve up land
Carve up beating hearts
Promise order
Promise “greater good”
But the streets run red where your palaces stood
You toast deals under chandelier light
We dig holes for your holy fight
You raise walls made of body bags
Then you drape them all with your sacred flags
[Chorus]
I won’t bleed for your iron crown of liars
I won’t kneel to your televised choirs
You dress up murder as holy law
But I see the blood on your perfect jaw
I won’t bleed for your iron crown of liars
[Bridge]
All hail the kings of empty chairs
All hail the throne of vacant stares
All hail the script you sell as fate
We were born to burn
You were born to take
[Instrumental]
[Harmonized lead melody over pounding rhythm]
[Shredding guitar solo – fast alternate picking
Dive bombs
Chromatic runs]
[Dual-guitar trade-off solo
Escalating into unison bend]
[Chorus]
I won’t bleed for your iron crown of liars
I won’t march to your funeral choirs
You call it order
I call it war
I’m the voice outside of your locked door
I won’t bleed for your iron crown of liars
[Outro]
Tear that crown
From your paper throne
If the war is ours
Then the choice is our own (hey!)