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You look in his eyes — but the mask leaves a stain
He’s playing a part in a cameo frame
Every move is rehearsed, every breath is on cue
He believes in no light, not in me, not in you
The crowd is the stage, and the truth just a set
It’s easy to bow when the script’s been met
But behind all the cheers there’s nothing at all
Just an actor who swore he would answer the call
Your hero’s no saint — he’s an act!
He just tells the crowd what they want to clap
There’s no right or wrong — just what fits the show
Today he’s a god, tomorrow — alone!
Where the crowd makes the law, that’s where “truth” is made
But don’t mistake comfort for the roles they play
The one who conforms will be crowned as “right
The one who stays silent will drown in the night!
They don’t want a rebel, they don’t want a seer
They just want an idol their minds can revere
He must never question, must never break down
He’s bound to deliver — their smile, their crown
He shines on the stage but he’s burning away
In the dance of the crowd he has nothing to say
And as long as he speaks what the broadcast demands
They will mold him in stone with their worshipping hands
Your hero’s no saint — he’s an act!
He just tells the crowd what they want to clap
There’s no right or wrong — just what fits the show
Today he’s a god, tomorrow — alone!
Where the crowd makes the law, that’s where “truth” is made
But don’t mistake comfort for the roles they play
The one who conforms will be crowned as “right
The one who stays silent will drown in the night!
Then silence arrives — they forget your name
You’re cut from the canon, erased from the game
Those who cried “Save us!” are quiet as stone
You were needed as long as their voices were known
But you saw that the truth doesn’t fear the flame
How it burns out the lies, how it buries the shame
You were real when you dropped all the lines that you played
And for that, you were broken — betrayed
In the shadows the brightest stars fade
Their light just a ghost of the glow they portrayed
And when the last chord dies in the air
You’re left with the silence — and nothing is there
There are no heroes — just roles for a while
Where comfort is king and the crowd reconciles
It’s not the defiant they choose to believe
It’s the one who delivers the lies they receive
No masks and no scripts — just the pain and the fire
Where truth is the flame that can never expire
And the one who won’t break in this merciless play
Will carve out his mark in the kingdom of shades
