kontroverza

I crawled through fire, I ate the pain,
Now fuck your lies, I broke the chain.
Your sweet-boy bullshit, cheap cliché,
I piss on every word you say.

Your promises, so dumb, so small,
Illusions built to mask your fall.
Your tricks were dollar-store parades,
Cardboard king in plastic shades.

Real men endure, hold the line,
Sorry, you’re not worth my time.
Integrity? You never knew,
A dog in heat, that’s all of you.

Muscles fake, your spine’s a joke,
A paper king in mirrors broke.
But kings don’t run and men don’t hide,
Only cowards lose their pride.

I’m steel, I’m fire, I am the light,
You can’t eclipse what burns so bright.
No trick, no act, no boy-made game,
My last wish is: Just die in shame.