Ironclad Silence

They want to sit at the table I built with my sweat,

But they weren’t in the dirt when the concrete was wet.

I don't give updates,

I don't show the lease,

I just hunt in the quiet and feed on the peace.

Let 'em think that I buried the plot,

Let 'em think I forgot what I got.

When the empire drops from the sky to the floor,

They’ll realize I locked up the door.