Lyric

I walked through fire, I crawled through stone

With blood and dust, I built my own

A crown of silence, a path of pain

But still I rise, I bear the chain

This throne was never given — it was claimed

Through storms and scars, I carved my name

No golden gates, no royal line

Only the will to cross the line

The voices fade, but echoes stay

Of every soul I faced along the way

Their shadows guard this sacred seat

A kingdom forged beneath my feet

This throne was never given — it was claimed

Through storms and scars, I carved my name

No golden gates, no royal line

Only the will to cross the line

So let them come, let judgment fall

I fear no loss — I’ve earned it all

For in this crown, the truth is shown

I stand alone…

Upon the throne