No throne, no voice, no war to win
Just dust and whispers on my skin
They carved their truths across my name
Then left me here with all the blame
They wear my crown and steal my song
Pretending I was always wrong
But silence sharpens every scar
And quiet knows just who you are
I sleep beneath their memory
A shadow they refuse to see
Yet in this hush, I still remain
A ghost beneath the quiet chain
I rule a kingdom none can find
Where echoes wear a quiet crown
No trumpets call, no torches shine
Only stillness weighs me down
But even in this cold domain
A spark defies the silent reign
The stars don't speak, the wind won't mourn
They left my soul unclothed, untorn
Yet something stirs beneath the frost
A name they feared, a fire they lost
I breathe behind their iron veil
A prayer beneath the hunger pale
They buried me in guilt and chain
But still I bear this voiceless reign
I rule a kingdom none can claim
Where shadows kneel but I don't bow
Let silence wear its crown of shame
I'll rise, but not for now
Let them forget what I became
I'll end this reign in flame
