Mass - Not Our War

Описание: A dark hip-hop anthem about identity, control, and resistance.
In a world where people are reduced to numbers, barcodes, and silent obedience, one voice refuses to disappear. This track dives into the feeling of being trapped inside a system that erases individuality and replaces truth with illusion.

Through heavy imagery and raw emotion, the lyrics explore isolation, manipulation, and the struggle to stay human in a mechanized society. It’s not just a song — it’s a statement.

For anyone who ever felt like a pawn in someone else’s game, this is a reminder: YOU ARE NOT A NUMBER.


lyrics:

I feel my heaven is turning cold,
My throne was stolen, stripped of gold.
Nowhere left for me to run,
Locked doors, shadows block the sun.
Broken minds in headlines scream,
I’ll tear apart the poisoned dream.
That single word that burned my land,
I’m just a ghost that walks unmanned.
I breathe the air they breathe as well,
But every breath drags me to hell.

Too few humans, beasts everywhere,
No bridge left hanging in the air.
Dreams collapse without a sound,
Truth is sold by the deaf and bound
We’re just numbers, cold and thin,
Barcodes printed on our skin
Counted, traded, forced in line,
No face, no soul, no spine.

I don’t belong inside this lie,
Painted masks that slowly die.
All my gods have walked away,
Left me here… alone to stay.

I’m not a number, not made of stone,
Don’t bury my soul in your concrete throne!
I scream inside though I don’t exist,
I’d rather burn than just persist.
Maybe this planet’s not for me,
Maybe I’m someone you can’t see.
If I’m a pawn in your dirty game,
I’ll flip the board — refuse the chain.

Glass-cold eyes and hearts of steel,
Every day the same dull wheel.
I don’t search in glowing screens,
Still I fade between the seams.
Life, go on — just leave me light,
One last spark to start the fight.
Run from me like prison haze,
In the end we’re fading names.

I clench my fury in my hands,
Feel it breaking all commands.
If they try to make me none,
From the void — I’ll rise alone.

I’m not a number, not made of stone,
Don’t bury my soul in your concrete throne!
I scream inside though I don’t exist,
I’d rather burn than just persist.
Maybe this planet’s not for me,
Maybe I’m what you can’t see.
If I’m a pawn in your dirty game,
I’ll break the mold — escape the frame.

This is not our war, we don’t wanna fight,
In a broken world we just want the light.
Who really wins when it all turns dark?
BETTER PEACE THAN A REVENGEFUL HEART...

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