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Channel: Teddy Divine
Description
Whispers in the static, kingdom built on sand
False god on the throne, with a ban hammer in hand
He’s the puppet master, pulling strings in the dark
Casting shadows, hiding pain behind the spark
Delusions of grandeur, wrapped in a shattered mind
Wields control through fear — mercy’s hard to find
Screaming down the watchers, twisting every word
No room for kindness, no voices to be heard
Wielding lies like a ban hammer, false god of the screen
Screaming “I’m your savior,” but it’s all just a scheme
Breaking down the watchers, crushing any aid
In the war with the potato, the truth will never fade
Narcissist dictator, king of his own cage
Masks his low self-image with fury and rage
Calls out all the helpers, labeling abuse
Feeds the toxic frenzy, tightens the noose
Silencing the brave, drowning out the light
Trapped inside his madness, lost in endless night
Wielding lies like a ban hammer, false god of the screen
Screaming “I’m your savior,” but it’s all just a scheme
Breaking down the watchers, crushing any aid
In the war with the potato, the truth will never fade
This is the battlefield — no gods, no lies
The mask is cracking, the end is in sight
Banhammer falls, no more disguise
We fight the false prophet, reclaim our lives
Wielding lies like a ban hammer, false god of the screen
Screaming “I’m your savior,” but it’s all just a scheme
Breaking down the watchers, crushing any aid
In the war with the potato, the truth will never fade
No throne for the broken, no crown for the blind
We rise from the ashes, leave the lies behind
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**[00:00]** Heat. [Music] [Applause] [Music] [Applause] [Music] Heat. [Applause] [Music] Whispers in the static. Kingdom built on sand. False god on the throne with a ban hammer in hand. He's the puppet master pulling strings in the dark. Casting shadows, hiding pain behind the spark. Delusions of grandeur wrapped in a shattered mind. Wields control through fear. Mercy's hard to find. Screaming down the watchers, twisting every word. No room for kindness, no voices to be heard. Wielding lies like a
**[01:18]** bed heaven falls out of the screen. Screaming on your savior, but it's all just a scheme. Breaking down the watch is crushing any aid. In the war with the potato, the truth will never fade. [Music] Narcissist dictator, king of his own cage. Mask is low selfimage with fury and rage. Calls out all the helpers. Labeling abuse. Feeds the toxic frenzy. Tightens the news. Silencing the brave. Drowning out the light. Trapped inside is madness. Lost in endless
**[02:08]** night. [Music] Wielding lies like a Ben hammer. False god of the screen. Screaming of your savior. But it's all just a scheme. Breaking down the watch is crushing any in the war with the potato. The truth will never fade. [Music] This is the battlefield. No gods, no lies. The mask is cracking. The end is in sight. Finhammer falls. No more disguise. We fight the false prophet. Reclaim our lives. [Music] [Applause] [Music] [Applause] [Music] Building lies like
**[03:12]** a red hammer falls out of the screen. Screaming on your savior, but it's all just a scheme. Breaking down the watchers, crushing any aid in the war with the potatoes. The truth will never fade. No for the broken. No crown for the blind. We rise from the ashes. Leave the behind. [Music]