band_id: mona_lisa_override.exe
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tracks: 15
The lyrics of Mona Lisa Override cut into politics, faith, capitalism, and code. Some songs scream with riot energy, others slow into satire or darker reflection. From God, Guns & Algorithms to The Yellow Wallpaper, the words carry protest through distortion — sometimes raw, sometimes melodic, always uncompromising.
God, Guns & Algorithms
They sell you freedom with a Bible in your hand
A trigger, a banner, a country made of sand
The code decides who wins, who gets erased
We pray to data now, democracy replaced
God, guns and algorithms
Marching orders, no decisions
God, guns and algorithms
Rewriting truth as television
Blood on the timeline, scrolling through the feed
Clickbait prophets telling you what to believe
Your vote is broken, your mind is owned
By silicon prophets on a gilded throne
God, guns and algorithms
Marching orders, no decisions
God, guns and algorithms
Rewriting truth as television
Bullet in the chamber, prayer in the air
A system rigged, but nobody cares
The louder you scream, the less you’re heard
Silence rewritten, word by word
God, guns and algorithms
Faith in profit, coded prisons
God, guns and algorithms
Burn the screen — reclaim the vision
Orange Crown
He builds a wall inside your head
A golden cage, a TV fed
The clown becomes a kingpin fake
Selling chaos as his stake
Bow down to the orange crown
Laughing while he burns it down
Bow down to the orange crown
A jester dressed in stolen gowns
Truth is cheap, and lies are free
He trades your rage for loyalty
A strongman built on paper thin
The joke’s on us, he always wins
Bow down to the orange crown
Laughing while he burns it down
Bow down to the orange crown
A jester dressed in stolen gowns
Democracy sold in the dead of night
A bankrupt mess with a neon light
You clap along to the circus fire
Another tyrant for hire
Bow down to the orange crown
He’s laughing while you drown
Bow down to the orange crown
History repeats, round and round
Synthetic Dopamine
Swipe your finger, chase the high
Plastic pleasure, pixel sky
Every click a loaded gun
Every scroll a chosen drug
Synthetic dopamine, feed me lies
Hooked on signals, empty highs
Synthetic dopamine, neon chains
Happiness sold, rewired brains
Algorithm prophets preach
Worship idols out of reach
The rush is cheap, the cost is real
Numb the pain you’ll never heal
Synthetic dopamine, feed me lies
Hooked on signals, empty highs
Synthetic dopamine, neon chains
Happiness sold, rewired brains
Your freedom’s just a trigger pull
A slot machine inside your skull
Laughing gods behind the screen
You’re a ghost in their machine
Synthetic dopamine, feed me lies
Hooked on signals, empty highs
Synthetic dopamine, neon chains
Happiness sold, rewired brains
404 Future Not Found
They promised progress, sold us lies
An empty skyline, flickering signs
The future’s fenced, the past on lease
No one remembers what it means
March in circles, screens for eyes
Leaders laughing as hope divides
You want tomorrow? Check the ground
It’s buried deep, it won’t be found
404 future not found
404 future not found
We searched, we begged, we burned it down
404 future not found
404 future not found
404 future not found
We searched, we begged, we burned it down
404 future not found
404 future not found
404 future not found
Washington Under Siege
Flags ignite above the hill
Deals are struck, the coffers filled
Iron gates and sirens scream
Every promise drowned in steam
Concrete cracking, riot streets
The dome is hollow, nothing leads
Under siege — no voice, no peace
Marble pillars hide the rot
Every oath already bought
March of power, march of war
No one’s listening anymore
Concrete cracking, riot streets
The dome is hollow, nothing leads
Under siege — no voice, no peace
History bleeding, crowd betrayed
This city crumbles in the shade
Castle.exe
Lords of silicon own the land
Your labor’s just a line they scan
Click and bleed, subscribe to stay
A castle made of DNA
Feudal cloud, you can’t escape
They own your time, your breath, your shape
Feudal cloud, no sword, no shield
Your freedom’s just a data field
Kings of profit, queens of code
A million serfs along the road
You think you’re free, but all along
You’re just a number in their song
Feudal cloud, you can’t escape
They own your time, your breath, your shape
Feudal cloud, no sword, no shield
Your freedom’s just a data field
Pay the rent, but you’ll never buy
A sky controlled by the login eye
New Middle Ages, dressed in neon
Your history sold, your rights are gone
Feudal cloud, you can’t escape
They own your time, your breath, your shape
Feudal cloud, no sword, no shield
Your freedom’s just a data field
Erase Me Not
You write our names in laws of hate
Erase our love, legislate
You paint our flags with blood and fear
But we are louder, we are here
You can ban, but we exist
We resist with every kiss
Erase me not, I won’t be gone
Erase me not, we carry on
Erase me not, your hate won’t win
Erase me not, we live, we sing
Drag the books out of the schools
Silence voices, sharpened tools
Pride’s not broken, never dies
You can’t outlaw what we survive
You can ban, but we exist
We resist with every kiss
Erase me not, I won’t be gone
Erase me not, we carry on
Erase me not, your hate won’t win
Erase me not, we live, we sing
Every riot, every name
Carved in stone, eternal flame
You can try to hide the truth
But the future’s queer, and it’s the proof
Erase me not, I won’t be gone
Erase me not, we carry on
Erase me not, your hate won’t win
Erase me not, we live, we sing
Blue and Yellow
Winter skies and broken glass
Homes reduced to ash and past
Children hiding underground
Cities burning, hollow sound
Soldiers walk where fields once grew
Dreams of peace, they die with you
But every flag that’s torn apart
Still beats inside a beating heart
Blue and yellow through the fire
Carrying hope, carrying ire
Blue and yellow in the night
We are the flame, we are the fight
Odesa mourns, Kyiv stands tall
Bombs will fall but not us all
Voices rise in every street
Songs of sorrow, songs of heat
Blue and yellow through the fire
Carrying hope, carrying ire
Blue and yellow in the night
We are the flame, we are the fight
No tyrant wins, no empire stays
The light survives, the flag remains
I Can't Breathe
Flashing lights, a siren’s scream
Another body, another scene
Hands in the air but it makes no sound
Justice buried in the ground
Black skin marked as a crime
History loops in the killing time
Every mother, every street
Knows the silence, knows defeat
This is the weight you cannot hide
Blood on the law, blood on the side
A badge of honor, a loaded gun
Another sentence, another son
Courts are blind, the juries sleep
Names are shouted, names we keep
Every city, every state
Burns with anger, burns with hate
This is the weight you cannot hide
Blood on the law, blood on the side
A badge of honor, a loaded gun
Another sentence, another son
The streets are red, the streets will rise
No more silence, no more lies
Snow Crash Syndrome
Flooded by voices, none of them true
Signals corrupted, they profit from you
Drowning in static, addicted to lies
Screens full of poison, a world that complies
No direction, no cure, just endless collapse
We choke on the future while the empire laughs
Our bodies are fading, our memories sold
An empire of nonsense, a sickness of old
Language in fragments, thought in decay
Faith in the algorithm decides what we say
Shadows of meaning, swallowed by speed
No one is listening, no one is freed
We worship the spiral, the chaos, the feed
A hunger created, a hunger we breed
The crash is the symptom, the crash is the cure
The world is unstable, the virus endures
Buried in static, suffocating in code
History burning, the system overloads
Drowning in Denial
The coast is gone, the waters rise
But you just close your blinded eyes
The fires burn, the cities choke
You call it fiction, call it a joke
You pray to profit while the ocean climbs
You sell the future for a dime
We are drowning in denial
You keep laughing all the while
We are drowning in denial
And you still call it trial
Storms are louder every year
But you still say there’s nothing here
Ice is melting, forests fall
You sign the check, you build the wall
You pray to profit while the ocean climbs
You sell the future for a dime
We are drowning in denial
You keep laughing all the while
We are drowning in denial
And you still call it trial
Children breathing ash and smoke
Every promise is a joke
History repeats in flames
And you still play your money games
We are drowning in denial
You keep laughing all the while
We are drowning in denial
And you still call it trial
No Border Can Hold Us
We crossed the desert, we crossed the sea
Carried our names, our history
You build your walls, you load your guns
But we’re the many, you’re the one
No border can hold us, no flag can divide
We’re millions together, we won’t be denied
No border can hold us, no hate can erase
The strength of our voices, the hope in our face
They take our hands, they break our bread
Then call us strangers, filled with dread
We build your cities, we bleed your wars
Yet you still lock us out the doors
No border can hold us, no flag can divide
We’re millions together, we won’t be denied
No border can hold us, no hate can erase
The strength of our voices, the hope in our face
Every child in every cage
Every worker earning wage
Every dream they tried to drown
Is still alive, is rising now
No border can hold us, no flag can divide
We’re millions together, we won’t be denied
No border can hold us, no hate can erase
The strength of our voices, the hope in our face
SSCOTUS
Nine black robes decide our fate
They dress oppression up as faith
Behind the bench the sermons hide
The law is holy, justice died
They call it order, we call it chains
They call it sacred, we see the flames
You turn the courts into a cage
Another chapter, same old page
No freedom here, no righteous ground
Just echoes of a nation drowned
Women silenced, stripped of choice
Queer lives erased without a voice
Each decision carved in stone
Every right they’ve overthrown
They call it order, we call it chains
They call it sacred, we see the flames
You turn the courts into a cage
Another chapter, same old page
No freedom here, no righteous ground
Just echoes of a nation drowned
They hide their knives behind a prayer
But blood and scripture fill the air
The robe is black, the book is red
A nation dying, justice dead
You turn the courts into a cage
Another chapter, same old page
No freedom here, no righteous ground
Just echoes of a nation drowned
The Womb is Ours
Preachers pounding at the gate
Writing laws to seal our fate
Every sermon, every lie
Says our bodies are not ours to decide
The womb is ours, not yours to claim
The womb is ours, we shout your shame
The womb is ours, no cross, no crown
The womb is ours, we tear you down
Handmaid’s future dressed in red
Chains of scripture in our beds
You can pray but you can’t own
What we bleed and birth alone
The womb is ours, not yours to claim
The womb is ours, we shout your shame
The womb is ours, no cross, no crown
The womb is ours, we tear you down
You fear the power women hold
So you bind it, call it holy, call it old
But freedom screams from every street
This body’s mine, I won’t retreat
The womb is ours, not yours to claim
The womb is ours, we shout your shame
The womb is ours, no cross, no crown
The womb is ours, we tear you down
The Yellow Wallpaper
They lock me in this room
They call it cure, I call it tomb
The paper moves, it whispers near
The walls are breathing what I fear
He says I’m weak, I must not speak
He writes prescriptions, I can’t think
The patterns crawl, they bend, they stare
I lose myself, but I’m still there
Tear it down, tear it down, claw the wall, claw the sound
The wallpaper is alive, the wallpaper is my mind
Every woman trapped inside
Every scream they classify
Madness made by chains and lies
A prison dressed as paradise
I rip the walls until I’m free
The yellow paper bleeds with me
You call it madness, call it shame
But you’re the sickness, you’re the blame