Hollow Crown

Dust on my boots, wind in my chest I’ve walked through storms that never rest The sky is bruised, the ground is loud But I still move — I won’t bow down No more masks, no borrowed name I wear the fire, I take the flame You won’t find me underground I rise to wear the hollow crown This is the sound of blood and bone The beat of hearts that stand alone I’ve been broken, I’ve been bound But I rise now — I wear the crown Carved by time, shaped by the war Every scar a myth I swore You call it madness, I call it mine The edge I walk becomes my line Let the storm come, let it scream I was forged inside the dream Every fall, every doubt Built the throne I’m standing on now This is the sound of blood and bone The beat of hearts that stand alone I’ve been lost, I’ve been found And I rise now — I wear the crown Not made of gold Not handed down I fought for this The hollow crown