Intro (whisper) Quiet now… This ain’t about gold. It’s about whether you still feel.
Verse 1 (soft) On cold concrete he counts the day, short of breath, night won’t fade. Got empty hands, a shaking palm, still he gives before he’s asked.
Pre-Chorus (building) He knows the taste of hunger, knows the weight of shame. Still he kneels down first when the whole world looks away.
Chorus 1 (stronger) The poor give hearts in silence, give it all — nobody sees. The rich stand in the spotlight, count applause, count the screen.
Verse 2 (anger rising) The rich say, “Look how good I am,” but their eyes never meet your face. Charity dressed for cameras, when the lights die — so does grace.
Pre-Chorus 2 (stronger) So tell me, where are you, human? Where’s your heart — not your name? What is kindness really worth when it needs to be framed?
Chorus 2 (near scream) THE POOR GIVE WHAT THEY DON’T HAVE! THE RICH FEAR WHAT THEY MIGHT LOSE! ONE SHARES THE NIGHT AND PAIN! THE OTHER BUYS A PUBLIC TRUTH!
Bridge (half scream) I’ve seen frozen hands warmer than marble halls. I’ve seen wealthy hearts empty as sleepless eyes.
Break (silence) … Not everyone who has everything has anything at all.
Final Chorus (full scream) THE POOR GIVE THE LAST BITE! WHILE STARVING INSIDE! THE RICH ONLY GIVE WHEN THE CAMERAS STARE THEM IN THE EYES!
Outro (breaking voice) When the lights go out… only truth remains. And it asks just one thing: Did you have a heart — or only a mask
A zene stílusa
Dark Blues Rock / Slow Blues Rock klimat: mroczny, ciężki, duszny slide + przester narastający w refrenach wokal: od szeptu / półmowy → do pełnego bluesowego krzyku dynamika: minimalna zwrotka, eksplozja refrenu