The Op :: Ace of Forofour (ᗩstrimancy)

[Verse 1] Standing on the peak, I feel the sky, The world below, so far, so high. Each step I climbed, through fire and stone, But at the top, I’m still alone. [Pre-Chorus] The wind it whispers, a haunting sound, “What rises high must touch the ground.” The echoes linger, they start to call, A fleeting moment before the fall. [Chorus] I’m the op, the king of the hill, The weight of the crown, it lingers still. At the top, I see it all, But how do I stand when I might fall? [Verse 2] The summit gleams, a fleeting glow, But shadows lurk where I can’t go. The cost of pride, the fear of loss, The fragile line I’ve yet to cross. [Pre-Chorus] The climb was bitter, the view so sweet, But balance teeters beneath my feet. The whispers warn, the heights deceive, Will I descend or will I believe? [Chorus] I’m the op, the king of the hill, The weight of the crown, it lingers still. At the top, I see it all, But how do I stand when I might fall? [Bridge] The rise and fall, a destined path, The highs we chase, the aftermath. If I descend, let lessons stay, For every summit fades away. [Chorus] I’m the op, the king of the hill, The weight of the crown, it lingers still. At the top, I see it all, But how do I stand when I might fall? [Outro] The peak is fleeting, the climb goes on, The lessons linger when the view is gone. Humbled now, I hear the call, Embrace the rise, prepare for the fall.