Lyrics

Verse 1
Green roots creeping through the cracks of the street,
Choking out the flowers where compassion used to breathe.
Altars made of gold, worship plastic and stone,
Saints of superstition sit on a paper throne.

Science is a candle, blown out by the crowd,
Shadows dance louder than the facts allowed.
Flat earth choirs sing a hymn of decay,
Ignorance blooms where the truth fades away.

Chorus
Wake the hell up — the mirror won’t lie,
Open your mind, let your reason fly.
Don’t chase shepherds who’d drown you for sport,
They’d burn down the ark just to build a resort.
Wake the hell up — step off their stage,
Greed is God in a gilded cage.

Verse 2
Currency baptized in the waters of sin,
Every bill a scripture where the sermons begin.
Hands stained green, but the heart turns black,
Humanity sold off, no buy-back.

Empathy’s a relic in a museum case,
While wolves wear halos with a porcelain face.
The hungry trade hope for a promise of more,
But the feast is a famine at the rich man’s door.

Chorus
Wake the hell up — the mirror won’t lie,
Open your mind, let your reason fly.
Don’t chase shepherds who’d drown you for sport,
They’d burn down the ark just to build a resort.
Wake the hell up — step off their stage,
Greed is God in a gilded cage.

Bridge / Breakdown
They stitch blindfolds out of comfort and fear,
Whispers turn gospel when enough ears hear.
Maps torn apart, but they swear it’s true,
Sell you the sky while they steal the blue.

Final Chorus (bigger, darker)
Wake the hell up — your soul’s on the line,
Think for yourself, stop drinking their wine.
Don’t bow to idols who’d watch you drown,
They’ll salt your grave just to buy your town.
Wake the hell up — break free, engage,
Greed is God in a gilded cage.