Started pure, kid with a dream in his eyes
Handin’ out flyers, fightin’ for the little guys
But the suit fits too tight, whispers turn to commands
A single compromise, then a fistful of dirty hands
They build you a throne from the bones of the broke
And suddenly mercy’s just another bad joke
You swear it’s for the greater good, but the mirrors can’t lie
That fire in your gut? It’s a beast that won’t die.
Power’s a poison, twistin’ up the soul!
Good men turn to monsters when they grab up control
Burn down all the towers and smash up every crown
No gods, no masters, tear the fucking system down
Yeah, corrupt from the cradle, can’t civilize the beast
Power corrupts absolute, no room for the priest
In a world worth savin’, ain’t no need for masters
Rise up, break free, anarchy means no rulers!
Picture this: earnest soul, raised on the block where the sirens wail eternal
Volunteerin’ at shelters, dodgin’ bullets, buildin’ barricades from cereal boxes and journal scrawls
He marches for the voiceless, chants against the machine that chews up dreams and spits out rust
But opportunity knocks with a golden glove: “Join us, brother, amplify the thrust”
First it’s policy tweaks, late nights in fluorescent hells, compromisin’ edges for the win
Then the perks roll in, black cards, backroom deals, the thrill of pullin’ invisible strings
See, power ain’t a tool, it’s a virus in the vein, rewirin’ synapses to crave for the wins
Your own, ’cause now you’re the warden, lockin’ doors you once kicked wide with a rebel grin
It starts subtle, overlook one bribe, justify it as a necessary sin
Next, you’re dodgin’ mirrors ’cause the reflection’s a monster, eyes hollowed out by the spin
Good intentions? Pavin’ stones on the highway to hell, where the weak get trampled under heels
You preach equality with large swollen pockets, buildin’ walls ’round the freedom you swore to steal
Why can’t it breathe in a civilized space? ‘Cause society’s a garden and power’s the weed that chokes
It starves the roots of trust, turns neighbors to suspects, ignites the powder keg of folks
Hierarchy’s a hydra, cut one head, two grow back greedier, fangs drippin’ with the blood of the hopeful
We need flat earth, no peaks for the vultures; the welfare states stealin’ wealth and their soul
No thrones in the commons, no crowns for the common; power corrupts ’cause the greedy obeys
It’s a thief in the night, stealin’ souls for the fray, leavin’ empires of garbage where good people decay
So dismantle the pedestal, shatter the scepter’s power, give the people another chance at their dreams
Fuck presidents, fuck parliaments, fuck politicians, fuck their cronies and their fucking schemes
It’s anarchy’s whisper, not chaos’s roar, power poisons the pure, leavin’ ‘em beggin’ for more
In a world without rulers, we’d heal what they tore, good hearts stay golden when their chains hit the floor
He signs the decree, ink as black as his heart
Watches families fracture and tears ’em apart
“Collateral damage,” he mutters through his gritted teeth
But the beast inside feasts on the endless grief
We scream from the streets, mid fingers raised to the sky 🖕🖕
Your legacy’s lies, we’re done askin’ why
Good men make monsters when the gavel drops heavy
Fuck your corrupt system, turnin’ judges unsteady
Power’s a poison, twistin’ up the soul!
Good men turn to monsters when they grab up control
Burn down all the towers and smash up every crown
No gods, no masters, tear the fucking system down
Yeah, corrupt from the cradle, can’t civilize the beast
Power corrupts absolute, no room for the priest
In a world worth savin’, ain’t no need for masters
Rise up, break free, anarchy means no rulers!