Songtext von Monologues

In halls of power, a whisper grows To a roar that shakes the marbled floors Leaders with eyes like burning coals Feeding the fire in their souls They want it all, can't get enough The world's a stage for their monologues Grasping hands, and hearts so cold Power's the game, and the rules are old Promises made in the light of day Turn to shadows when the people look away With every move, they tighten the grip On a throne built from secrets and scripts They want it all, can't get enough The world's a stage for their monologues Grasping hands, and hearts so cold Power's the game, and the rules are old They want it all, can't get enough The world's a stage for the money But still, they reach for the sky Never asking, never wondering why They want it all, can't get enough The world's a stage for their monologues Grasping hands, and hearts so cold Power's the game, and the rules are old They want it all, can't get enough The world's a stage for the money But still, they reach for the sky Never asking, never wondering why They want it all, can't get enough The world's a stage for the money But still, they reach for the sky Never asking, never wondering why So let the chorus rise, let the truth be told In the end, the mightiest fall, and the stories unfold For the power they seek, is a double-edged sword And the world keeps turning, with or without their accord