[Verse] I’m given power I didn’t chase down, The weight’s on my back, my hands on the ground, Every title burns, like fire and sound. [Pre Chorus] I feel it rise, pulling me deeper, Glory and dust, heavy as fever, Wearing me down, leaving me weaker. [Chorus] Crown on my head, but I’m down in the dirt, Serve in the silence, yeah, I serve ‘til it hurts, Favor falls hard, like a weight from the sky, I rise just to kneel, to learn how to die. The gold is just metal, the throne just a name, What good is power if it can’t bear the pain? I’m a king on my knees, the dirt and the trust, Bound by a mercy that turns me to dust. I hold it close, though it burns to the core, The highest serve low, and I’m chained to the floor. [Verse] Climbing higher but tied by the weight, In a throne room echo, shadows awake, Where pride fades thin, I bear what it takes. [Pre Chorus] I wear the grace like marks on my shoulders, Chains pulling tight, colder and colder, Holding the cost as I’m sinking lower. [Chorus] Crown on my head, but I’m down in the dirt, Serve in the silence, yeah, I serve ‘til it hurts, Favor falls hard, like a weight from the sky, I rise just to kneel, to learn how to die. The gold is just metal, the throne just a name, What good is power if it can’t bear the pain? I’m a king on my knees, the dirt and the trust, Bound by a mercy that turns me to dust. I hold it close, though it burns to the core, The highest serve low, and I’m chained to the floor. [Bridge] I’m not higher—I’m held to the ground, This throne’s a prison where silence is loud, I hold the weight ‘til it tears me apart, Power means nothing without a scarred heart. [Final Chorus] Crown on my head, but I’m down in the dirt, Serve in the silence, yeah, I serve ‘til it hurts, Favor falls hard, like a weight from the sky, I rise just to kneel, to learn how to die. The gold is just metal, the throne just a name, What good is power if it can’t bear the pain? I’m a king on my knees, the dirt and the trust, Bound by a mercy that turns me to dust. I hold it close, though it burns to the core, The highest serve low, and I’m chained to the floor. [Instrumental Outro] The throne is a shadow, the power’s a trial, Glory to dust, as I walk this mile.
