[Verse 1 (Suspicion)] Beneath the sky’s unblinking eye, I traced the cracks in their tongues of clay. The canyon’s breath—a scorpion’s sigh— "Trust is the river that carves its own way." [Pre-Chorus] Stars dissolve to ink, their secrets spilled— A thousand lamps by their hands were killed… [Chorus] Oh, the viper’s venom in my blood, A shadow’s fang where their chains once stood. I wove their throne from my marrow’s thread— Now let the storm unspool its dread. [Verse 2 (Betrayal)] The moon’s blade etched vows in sand, Promised roots to clasp my hand. But the fig tree choked on their honeyed lies— Thorns now crown the vulture’s skies. [Pre-Chorus] The desert keeps what their hands erase— Dunes reflect the jackal’s face… [Chorus] Oh, the viper strikes with borrowed flame, A shadow’s pyre to scorch their name. I’ll grind their towers to hungry dust, And salt the womb where their greed was thrust. [Outro] The earth splits where my footsteps land— Truth, a scorpion in my hand. Each breath fans the embers of the The king of sandstorms births his wrath.*