King Victims

Count the crowns in the counting house

Count the hands around your throat

Every wound became a uniform

Every grievance learned to rule

They arrived with broken banners

Names engraved in borrowed pain

Swore the chains had made them monsters

Then they forged the links again

They demanded seats at judgement

They demanded keys and walls

Now the smallest private kingdom

Has a thousand prison halls

the finger, raise the verdict

Build a throne from every scar

Call it justice, call it healing

Watch how quickly victims rule

Came victims crowned in blame

Turning mercy into flame

They accuse, then they command

Iron halos in their hands

victims one by one

Worse than what they said was done

Every tyrant wears a wound

Every prison calls it truth

They keep ledgers full of trespass

They keep purity in stock

Every question is betrayal

Every door becomes a lock

They can never leave the courtroom

They can never drop the case

So they sentence every stranger

For the crimes they cannot face

the finger, raise the verdict

Build a throne from every scar

Call it justice, call it healing

Watch how quickly victims rule

King victims crowned in blame

Turning mercy into flame

They accuse, then they conspire

Seize the halls and seize the wires

One by one

Worse than what they said was done

Every tyrant wears a wound

Every prison calls it truth

No one is innocent forever

No one is guilty by decree

But the wounded who demand a kingdom

Make a cage of you and me

Hear the machinery awaken

Hear the verdicts multiply

Every self appointed martyr

Needs a crowd that cannot lie

Kneel for the injured

Kneel for the pure

Kneel while the healer

Tightens the cord

Kneel for the victim

Kneel for the crown

The hand that was trembling

Is holding you down

Chain victim

victims

Crowned in blame

Turning mercy into flame

They accuse, then they command

Iron halos in their hands

King victims

One by one

Worse than what they said was done

Every tyrant wears a wound

Every prison calls it truth

Count the crowns in the counting house

Count the locks beneath the gold

When the victim sees the kingdom

Who will guard the guards from all?