Lyrics
[Intro]
Victimhood, your drapery, sorrow your mask of choice,
But we perceive the guile, the hauteur in your voice.
Open your eyes, we beseech, let true talent take flight,
Your saccharine melodies, a facade, eclipse the fading light.
[Verse 1]
Standing strong, you pronounce, fighting for us, you dissemble,
Yet envy's flames are fanned by the actions you assemble.
Echoes drown the genuine, a world of synthetic sound,
No passion can take root in this barren, sterile ground.
[Chorus]
Love, your bulwark, your alibi, a specious plea,
For love demands candor, not this self-serving decree.
A mirror we proffered, a chance to rectify,
Blinded by pomposity, the truth you vilify.
[Verse 2]
Suffocating bond, asphyxiating the air we respire,
Love can mend, you profess, yet you disregard our pyre.
We see the love in pain, yearning for something sincere,
Lost in a fabricated world, the truth you commandeer.
[Bridge]
You'll persevere, you avow, in this desolate demesne,
Where creativity atrophies, and only echoes convene.
We will not be silenced, we will not disappear,
Your reign of feigned naiveté, will succumb to primal fear.
[Break]
[Arabic Soaring]
كَلِمَاتُكَ فَارِغَةٌ، أَفعَالُكَ جَوفَاءْ،
أَنتَ تَبْنِي جُدْرَانًا، بَيْنَنَا وَبَيْنَ النَّجَاحْ
لَنْ نَسْتَسْلِمَ لِخِدَاعِكَ، لَنْ نُغَادِرْ
سَنَكْشِفُ حَقِيقَتَكَ، وَنُحَرِّرُ الْمُوسِيقَى مِنْ سِجْنِكَ
[Drop]
[Guitar Solo]
[Calm Guitar]
[Chorus]
We see through your façade, your contrived distress,
The reign of self-absorption will crumble, we'll suppress.
We are the tempest rising, our voices will resound,
The hubris of naiveté, forever will be bound.
[Intense Guitar]
[Outro]
[End]
