They’re Coming for the Truth-Tellers
They want fear in every newsroom, So the silence can begin.
Verse 1
They don’t kick down the door with boots—
They slip in with a memo.
Quiet as a loaded gun
Passed across the table.
They say it’s just procedure,
Just a tweak in policy—
But now reporters watch their backs
Like enemies of the state.
Chorus
They’re coming for the truth-tellers—
The ones who shine the light.
They’re turning words into weapons,
And facts into a fight.
They’re calling truth a felony,
And justice treason's twin—
They want fear in every newsroom,
So the silence can begin.
Verse 2
No sirens in the distance,
Just a knock that comes too late.
A leaker in a prison cell,
A journalist named "threat to state."
This isn’t about protection—
It’s about control.
They’re rewriting what is sacred,
And selling off your soul.
Chorus
They’re coming for the truth-tellers—
The ones who speak too loud.
They’re dragging conscience through the dirt,
To please the boss in power.
They’re hunting down the messengers,
While liars write the law—
And if we don’t stand up now,
We’ll lose it all to awe.
Bridge
Call it what it is:
This is how a strongman rises.
This is how a free land
Falls in real-time—
One source, one voice,
One warning at a time.
Final Chorus
They’re coming for the truth-tellers—
But they don't scare alone.
There’s fire in the truth still left,
And fury in our bones.
We won't bow to their subpoenas,
Or their threats dressed up as laws—
We’ll stand with those who risk it all—
Because freedom is the cause.
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