Lyrics
Verse 1
I walk these halls where truth once bled,
Now empty eyes just chase the thread,
They sell their pain for hearts and views,
And justice hides behind the news.
The courtroom’s cold, the benches bare,
No one hears unless you share,
The scales don’t move for those unknown,
They only weigh the ones well shown.
Chorus
No voice unless the crowd’s awake,
No justice left for truth to take,
No power in the silent plea,
No eyes on what they will not see.
Verse 2
The judge won’t read your broken plea,
Unless it trends on live TV,
Your pain must sparkle, bold and bright,
To earn a shred of human right.
We trade our scars for clicks and fame,
Each post another cry in vain,
The gavel sleeps behind a screen,
While hashtags crown the new regime.
Chorus
No voice unless the crowd’s awake,
No justice left for truth to take,
No power in the silent plea,
No eyes on what they will not see.
Bridge
We built a stage from our despair,
Then sold our souls for who would care,
The loudest mouths now set the law,
While honest hearts just stand in awe.
We stream our pain in filtered light,
To prove our wrongs were real and right,
But truth is lost in glitter’s flame,
And justice plays a numbers game.
Verse 3
The prophets tweet and prophets lie,
While broken ones just pass them by,
No proof of harm, no proof you bled,
Without a thousand hearts in red.
The world scrolls on, too fast to see,
The ones who fall invisibly,
The court of clicks decides our fate,
And silence seals the advocate.
Chorus
No voice unless the crowd’s awake,
No justice left for truth to take,
No power in the silent plea,
No eyes on what they will not see.
Outro
The echoes fade, the lights burn low,
The real ones lost in undertow,
We shout into the void and pray,
That truth might find a way one day.
But still I fight with words and fire,
Through noise, through fame, through pixel wire,
For somewhere deep beyond the screen,
There lives the world that might have been.
