I walk through smoke where kings once bled, Ashes of time in my veins instead. Mirrors lie and lights betray, But I still rise — I don’t obey. City of ghosts, I don’t flinch, don’t fall, I built my throne from the ruins of it all. Pain’s a teacher, fate’s a toy, I play it cold — I kill the noise. In the shadows, I reign, Not a crown — just the flame. Born of silence, shaped by scars, I’m the echo in your heart of war. No God, no fate, just me and the night — I am the law. I am the fight.
