Lyrics
Crowns of paper and gold dust lies
Promises crumble beneath the skies
They wear the mask of the people's voice
But behind closed doors there's no choice
No kings, no dictators to reign
We won't bow down to a gilded chain
The people rise with a fiery song
No more rulers no more wrong
They preach of freedom yet take the reins
Turn liberty into cold disdain
The ballot fades under power's glare
Democracy gasps for its breath of air
No kings, no dictators to reign
We won't bow down to a gilded chain
The people rise with a fiery song
No more rulers no more wrong
Hands held high and voices loud
We are the storm not a fleeting cloud
The tide will turn the walls will fall
No king will stand when we stand tall
They can't chain hearts they can't break dreams
The light of truth cuts through their schemes
Their castles crumble to the ground
With every step we claim the sound
No kings, no dictators to reign to reign
We won't bow down to a gilded chain
The people rise with a fiery song
No more rulers no more wrong
Written by: Vadym Demchenko
