Who Do You Trust

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# WHO DO YOU TRUST? **[Intro – Deep Male Whisper, Distant Sirens]** Look me in the eyes… Tell me what you see. A man who believes? Or a man who's learned That nothing here is free? They gave us a thousand reasons to be afraid… But never told us Who we should be afraid of. **[Verse 1 – Dark, Emotional Rap]** I watched the skyline disappear behind the smoke, Heard a thousand promises from people who never spoke The truth, just another headline bleeding on a screen, Selling us a nightmare, calling it a dream. My mother keeps the lights on, waiting by the door, My little brother asks me what we're fighting for. I tell him it's for freedom, but I barely believe, How can we call it saving when there's nothing left to leave? There's a father in a bunker with a picture in his hand, A soldier writing letters that no one understands. A politician makes a speech, says the sacrifice is right, Then he sleeps behind a fortress while we run into the night. And every time I question, they tell me I'm insane, But silence isn't innocence when someone's hiding pain. I don't know who's the villain, I don't know who's the saint, I just know the ones who suffer never sit behind the gates. **[Pre-Chorus – Female Vocal, Haunting]** If I tell you what I feel, Will you use it against me? If I show you all my scars, Will you still protect me? I need someone to believe in, Something real beneath the lies. Tell me love is still alive… Before the last light dies. **[Chorus – Powerful Male Vocal, Massive Choir]** WHO DO YOU TRUST WHEN THE WHOLE WORLD TURNS TO DUST? WHO DO YOU LOVE WHEN THE HEAVENS BREAK ABOVE? They build their walls, they draw their lines, They sell us fear and steal our time. But when the smoke has cleared away, Who's gonna face us on that day? WHO DO YOU TRUST? WHO DO YOU TRUST? When there's blood upon the flag And a knife behind your back… Tell me, who do you trust? **[Verse 2 – Aggressive Rap, Heavy Bass]** Black suits, closed doors, secrets in the halls, Symbols carved in stone behind the richest walls. Pyramids and all-seeing eyes, the questions never end, Is the world a game of chess, and are we pawns again? Illuminati whispers, Masonic signs, Ancient-looking symbols buried between the lines. Everybody's got a theory, everybody's got a name, But a rumor isn't evidence, and suspicion feeds the flame. So I question every ruler, every story, every screen, Every carefully constructed image of a perfect machine. Who benefits from hatred? Who gets richer from the fight? Who keeps selling us the darkness while they profit from the night? They can manipulate the picture, they can twist what people hear, They can turn a friend to stranger by manufacturing fear. But the greatest form of control isn't always chains of steel, Sometimes it's making you forget what you were born to feel. And while we're busy pointing fingers, tearing families apart, The world keep