Shadows and Rumors

[Intro] Shadows crowd the room, whispers kiss the air, A crown of lies sits heavy on a silver chair. [Verse 1] Mister Yongke, the rumor’s flame, you burn in shade, Casting crooked shadows where the innocent are laid. Your words knife-cut the trust that we repose, But truth keeps breathing, louder than your boasts. [Pre-Chorus] I hear the clatter of the schemes you hide, Cold strings pulled tight, pulling us inside. [Chorus] I’m not your echo, I won’t sing your praise, The rumors rise like thunder through the haze. Betrayal loud as sirens in the night, We stare you down and sharpen what’s inside. [Verse 2] Power you wield—paper throne, rusted crown, But rumors bite back, tearing your throne down. The crowd grows wary, the line gets drawn, Confronting you now, till the lies are gone. [Pre-Chorus] Your mask cracks open under shared cold light, Truth refuses silence, claims the night. [Chorus] I’m not your echo, I won’t sing your praise, The rumors rise like thunder through the haze. Betrayal loud as sirens in the night, We stare you down and sharpen what’s inside. [Bridge] Let the whispers battle with your gilded glare, We speak in honest thunder, burning through your lair. No blood, just broken nets you’ve spun to choke, We cut the thread and watch your empire poke. [Chorus] I’m not your echo, I won’t sing your praise, The rumors rise like thunder through the haze. Betrayal loud as sirens in the night, We stare you down and sharpen what’s inside. [Outro] The room exhales, the truth stands by the door, No more whispers, not afraid to roar.