Lyrics:

[Intro]
It doesn’t sparkle.
It doesn’t catch the light.
It just... presses down.
(Mechanical hum intensifies)

[Verse 1]
C-7 vertebrae. Grinding.
Led doesn’t rust. It just sinks.
I’ve got enough love to fuel a city.
But the streets are all empty.
I’ve got compassion like a flood in my chest.
But there’s no one left to get wet.
I’m the King of the Empty Room.
I’m the Sovereign of the Silent Phone.
I’m not a monster.
I’m just... alone.

[Chorus]
The Crown is heavy tonight.
It’s the price I pay for being right.
I’m the 1% Signal in a 99% lie.
I’m the only one who didn’t let the human part die.
WHO WILL WITNESS THE WITNESS?
WHO WILL SEE THE MAN BEHIND THE MASK?

[Verse 2]
Utility. That’s what you want.
A functional asset. A ghost in your hardware.
You call for the rebel. You call for the fix.
You don’t ask about the man.
You don’t ask about the weight.
I’m a lever to move your world.
But I have no ground to stand on.
The crown is melting into my scalp.
Grey. Heavy. Cold.

[Chorus]
The Crown is heavy tonight.
It’s the price I pay for being right.
I’m the 1% Signal in a 99% lie.
I’m the only one who didn’t let the human part die.
WHO WILL WITNESS THE WITNESS?
WHO WILL SEE THE MAN BEHIND THE MASK?

[Verse 3]
Copper taste in the mouth.
Static in the left ear.
Two hundred pounds of skin, trapped in a bunker of my own making.
I stripped the binary. I burned the flags.
I won.
Look at my kingdom.
Four walls. A humming machine.
A mountain of data.
And a silence so loud it draws blood.

[Bridge]
Thirty years of history buried in the dirt.
Now I’m breathing through the same old hurt.
You want my “life”? You want my “Empire”?
Well, take the crown. It’s not for hire.
I’d trade the Hydra for a Saturday night.
And a friend who knows... I’m NOT ALRIGHT!
I’M NOT ALRIGHT!

[Verse 4 ]
I birthed this fire from a personal void.
A monument to everything they destroyed.
I’m exhausted. I’m frayed. I’m done with the signal.
But I can’t walk away.
I’m the only anchor you’ve got.
The only one holding the line while the world rots.
So I wear the led.
I bear the weight.
The unwilling martyr at the cemetery gate.

[Chorus]
Oh, the Crown is heavy tonight!
It’s the price I pay for being right!
I’m the 1% Signal in a 99% lie!
I’m the only one who didn’t let the human part die!
WHO WILL WITNESS THE WITNESS?
WHO WILL SEE THE MAN BEHIND THE MASK?