AI Riff Factory - Lords of the Ledger

Описание: "Lords of the Ledger"

Black ink spills across the sky,
Ledgers bleed while people die.
Balance sheets and hollow prayers,
Counting corpses — they just don’t care.

Stacks of gold on backs of slaves,
Smiles engraved on rusted graves.
Truth’s a product, sold and spun,
Another deal, another one done.

Programmed hearts and wired eyes,
Feeding lies from suit-and-ties.
Behind the glass, they shift the blame—
We’re stuck inside their goddamn game.

Lords of the Ledger — watch them reign!
Drunk on dollars, numb to pain.
Their kingdoms rise on ash and bone,
But no soul sits on that throne.
Lords of the Ledger — fall in line!
Obey the rules, ignore the signs.
But when the flames consume their towers,
We’ll take back what was fucking ours.

Paper kings in polished lies,
Sell the cure while hope just dies.
Every scream’s a dividend,
And every scar a means to end.

Silhouettes in penthouse air,
Pull the strings — they never care.
Each collapse, they call it fate,
While feeding off the fear and hate.

Consume. Obey. Collapse.
Pay your debt. Kiss their ass.
Digital chains and soulless screens,
This is the cost of broken dreams.

Lords of the Ledger — your time has come!
The smoke is thick, you better run.
The system breaks beneath our feet—
We are the fire they couldn’t cheat.
Lords of the Ledger — hear the sound,
Of broken chains that shake the ground.
No more silence, no more shame,
We are the end of your bloody game.

"Let the books burn…
Let the numbers bleed…
This world ain’t yours anymore."