[Verse 1] I do not raise my voice — I let silence sharpen. Your throne was crafted from echoes, Mine forged in the hush after. You built a crown from borrowed breath, Spoke in mirrors, shattered none. But I? I’ve broken cathedrals with a whisper. I sip ruin like wine — and leave glass in the lips that name me. [Chorus] This is the reign that breaks your name, No thunder — just the sound of shame. Glass to dust, your glory fades, I walk through ruins that you made. And every step still spells my claim. [Verse 2] You came in velvet, trailing dust, I came in thunder, draped in dusk. Your legacy is lacquer and air — I press one heel and it folds. Even your shadows flinch from mine. They remember what I am. Not queen. Not ghost. Not myth. Just the edge where gods cut their teeth and bled out your relevance. [Bridge] Do you feel it? The hush before the hail? That's not fear. That’s reverence — for the reign that ends yours. [Outro] I am not the storm. I’m the silence that tells it where to land. And it’s landing here. You ruled reflections. I reign in shatter. Glass breaks. I do not.
