CONTROL SYSTEM
I lined them up like silver knights
Promised stars in endless nights
They believed in my design
Didn’t see the grand decline
Every pawn with loyal eyes
Marching blind toward sacrifice
I said, “Trust me, we’ll arise”
But I was building my own skies
One by one the pieces fall
Cries in a crimson hall
History won’t hear their call
Only crowns survive it all
I run the control system
No emotion in the rhythm
Every loss just fuels the kingdom
No remorse inside my vision
Like a king beyond forgiveness
Dream so high it kills resistance
Hands may drown in all their crimson
But I call it evolution
Their devotion paved my throne
Broken wings I overthrown
Tears and prayers turned to stone
Ambition carved into my bones
Do you call it betrayal?
I call it survival
Do you call it evil?
I call it arrival
When the world demands a god
Someone must become the fraud
Halo forged from burning odds
Heaven built on shattered squads
I run the control system
No regret inside the prism
Every scream fades to silence
Power born from their submission
Like a king without religion
Faith replaced with pure ambition
If I fall, I fall with vision
If I rise — it’s domination
A throne is never clean.
A crown is never light.
You either rule the darkness…
Or become the sacrifice.
Control system — no resistance
Born to rule from long distance
Silent mind, infinite vision
I don’t react — I give permission.
