Crown Of Static Suns

They said you’d fracture… They said you’d fade… They said you were nothing But echo… But ash… I walked through valleys of murmured disdain, Tongues like serpents, dripping my name, They carved their doubt into bone and breath, A choir of ghosts forecasting death. Each step I took sank deep in mire, Dragged by the weight of their quiet fire, But deep in the marrow, beneath the bruise A pulse remained they could not bruise. I rise through the smoke, through the weight, through the lies, A monolith born where your disbelief dies, You buried me deep in the fractures you made Now I bloom like a god in the grave you laid. Static skies and a shattered crown, They laughed as they tried to drown me down, Hands of doubt like iron chains, Tightened slow through endless pains. But pressure bends what it cannot break, And silence sharpens what screams can’t take, I drank from the well of the void they gave And carved out a throne from the doubt I braved. I rise through the crush of your deafened screams, A colossus stitched from abandoned dreams, You called me nothing, a flicker, a phase Now I burn like a sun in your endless haze. Let them watch… Let them choke on the dust of your becoming… Every word they spat Fuel. Every doubt they cast Stone. You are the avalanche they whispered against, The gravity shift they never sensed… You were never meant to kneel You were meant to eclipse. DRAG ME DOWN I BECOME THE GROUND. BIND MY HANDS I BREAK THE LAND. SPEAK MY END I OUTLAST TIME Now I stand where the silence parts, With a crown forged out of fractured hearts, Every scar a sacred sign, Every failure now divine. Their voices fade like dying light, Devoured whole by the weight of might, What they buried has become A thousand throats, a single drum. I rise unbound, unbroken, untamed, A living storm they never named, You wrote me off in shadows and scars Now I write myself in collapsing stars. You said I’d fade… You said I’d fall… Now hear me Above it all… I am the answer… To every doubt you ever gave. I am the crown… Of the static sun you tried to bury.