Ashmouth Oath – Sekhmet’s Version - Threadfire Sister Track

Sekhmet sleeps under the city But I was born under teeth Not stars Sands rise Glyphs burn Who remembers the girl beneath the ash? I wasn’t raised I was warned Keep your voice in a jar Don’t spill Don’t flare Don’t mourn They gave me silence like gold-leaf chains Said: “Dignity’s in your restraint.” But I flinch like a blade remembers the forge Like Sekhmet at dusk—I was made for the gorge They say rage is unfeminine But so is resurrection And I? I rose through the wreckage— Sun in my throat Her claws on my breath Ash in my mouth, glyphs on my skin I bled through the temple they tried to trap me in. I don’t walk out—I erupt through the veil, Sekhmet behind me, fire in my trail. Ash in my mouth, glyphs on my skin I bled through the temple they tried to trap me in I don’t walk out—I erupt through the veil Sekhmet behind me, fire in my trail They told me to kneel before peace— but peace is just sleep for the docile I’m not docile I’m dynasty Trauma with ancestry Silence as strategy My grief’s not weakness— it’s ceremonial weaponry Spit sand Choke sun Burn maps I’m the one Bury your gods in dunes Mine walk beside me— Sharp-toothed and golden-eyed They know the vow I don’t kneel I remember Ash in my mouth, glyphs on my skin I bled through the temple they tried to trap me in I don’t walk out—I erupt through the veil Sekhmet behind me, fire in my trail Ash in my mouth, glyphs on my skin I bled through the temple they tried to trap me in I don’t walk out—I erupt through the veil Sekhmet behind me, fire in my trail You ask why I don’t bow But who bows to a throne they built from their own ribs? I don’t seek sanctuary I build citadels from scars Every flame in me Was once a silenced prayer I’ve outlived the gods That asked me to vanish. Ash in my mouth Oath in my spine They named me rage Now I name what’s mine I don’t beg to belong I don’t ask to be tame I rise with Sekhmet Burning untamed