Donquixote Doflamingo // One Piece - Justice Lyric Video

Justice is a fan song for Donquixote Doflamingo, the fallen god who knows morality belongs to whoever survives long enough to write it. Pink feathers. Black glasses. Golden throne. Invisible strings. This is a driving industrial nu-metal character song about power, conquest, manufactured truth, rigged courts, rewritten history, broken birthright, and the cold machinery behind every sacred law. Not fairness. Not mercy. Not truth. Just Doflamingo making his case: every border began as a battlefield, every law serves the hand strong enough to enforce it, and every criminal becomes a founder when the palace finally falls. A song for raised flags, renamed dead, silent objections, puppet strings, fallen gods, conquered courts, history written under pressure, and the word “justice” stripped of virtue until it means only one thing: Whoever wins becomes the justice. Fan song inspired by Donquixote Doflamingo from One Piece. 🦩 Track: Justice 🎤 Artist: Donquixote Doflamingo 🎵 Produced by: Suno AI / vizzy.io https://suno.com/s/3sf9Gt4RoksdNz3w Lyrics: You call the law a sacred thing As though the ink came first As though the crown obeys the word You know, the law does what it's told You call the dead a sacrifice When your flag owns the field The same hand is a butcher’s hand Until the other banners yield Every age condemns the hand That reaches for the crown Then carves that hand in marble Once it tears the old one down A border is a battle line The winner calls a map A prison is security When power holds the trap The rebel is a criminal Until the palace falls Then every crime that brought him there Becomes the birth of laws Your justice never stops the blade It only chooses who May swing it in the public square And have the act called good So spare me tales of higher law I know where laws begin They rise behind the newest flag And serve the ones who win Justice The word belongs to who remains Justice Is victory washed clean of moral blame Bless the order, praise the peace Let the losing voices cease Truth is what survives the siege The winner writes what justice is You think the verdict moves the hand? The hand designed the route You think the crowd discovered truth? I taught them what to shout Every witness has a hunger Every judge - a private fear Every saint who takes the podium Has a patron in his ear By the time you see the strings You've already played your part You were dancing for the verdict Before the dance could even start Power does not break the rules That is a naive mistake Power chooses which are law And which it may forsake Do not ask which side is guilty Ask whose judgment has the reach Morals are the terms of peace The conqueror gets to teach Raise the flag, rename the dead Make the court repeat what’s said When the last objection’s silenced The winner writes what justice meant Justice The law arrives when war is done Justice Kneels before the one who won I watched heaven lose its title When the crowd could reach its throat Watched the blood they called divine Stain the common stones like dirt Do not speak to me of birthright I have seen what birth is worth A god remains a god as long As no one drags him down to earth Mercy is the noble sermon Spoken from a guarded height Strip the walls away and watch How quickly saints demand the knife So I will not beg tomorrow To judge me when I’m gone I will hold the hand that writes it And decide what carries on! Raise the flag, erase the shame Give the slaughter a clean name When no rival voice remains Whoever wins becomes the reign Justice No court stands higher than the throne Justice The victor makes the world his own I will choose the page and phrase I will choose who bears the blame History will keep my name Justice is the greatest game When the war is over Do not ask who had the right Ask whose flag is still above you Ask whose story you recite Justice Whoever wins Becomes the justice