I used to think I was the voice in my head. The critic. The angry child. The tyrant. But when the tyrant speaks... and I don't answer... Who am I? I am the silence that remains. And I want my crown back. I've been living with a parasite sitting in the crown Trying to keep me in the dark, trying to hold me down It feeds on the panic, it feasts on the pride It’s a counterfeit king trying to govern inside! Every time I got offended, every time I got mad I was paying up the taxes to a ruler gone bad! It needs me to be chaotic, it needs me in pain Because a peaceful mind is a threat to the reign! It thrives on the drama, it lives for the fight It convinces me the darkness is actually the light But I’m looking at the throne room, I’m seeing the fraud I was worshiping my ego like the ego was God! I am separating the thinker away from the thought! I am leaving the battle that shouldn't be fought! The ego is starving, the ego is weak! Because I’m standing in the quiet and I’m refusing to speak! I am taking back the crown! I am stepping on the throne! I am leaving all the chaos and the misery alone! The ego is a tyrant and I’m starving it to death! I am breathing in the spirit, I am taking back my breath! I am not the heavy burden, I am not the tragic past! I’m awakening the soul and I’m alive at last! You can try to pull me under but I’m severing the bone! Watch the kingdom resurrect! I am reclaiming the throne! Look at the dictator losing the grip, look at the sinking of the miserable ship! I look at the trauma, I look at the drama, I'm watching the enemy totally flip! It’s begging for attention, trying to manifest a little bit of tension, Putting me inside a spiritual suspension, but I elevate into a new dimension! I'm cutting the puppet strings, throwing away all the miserable things! I'm looking at reality, looking at truth, and I'm healing the damage they did to my youth! No longer a victim, no longer a slave, no longer walking myself to the grave! The light is inside me, the vision is clear, I’m wiping the mirror and facing the fear! The mind is a weapon, the mind is a tool! But I am the master and I make the rule! Be still. The false king is dead. The observer has awakened. Connected to the source. Rooted in the truth. I am finally home. I am taking back the crown! I am stepping on the throne! I am leaving all the chaos and the misery alone! The ego is a tyrant and I’m starving it to death! I am breathing in the spirit, I am taking back my breath! I am not the heavy burden, I am not the tragic past! I’m awakening the soul and I’m alive at last! You can try to pull me under but I’m severing the bone! Watch the kingdom resurrect! I am reclaiming the throne! The throne is mine. The mind is still. The truth is here. Yeah. The Observer has arrived.
