Crown of Ashes
8/18/2025Aria s1
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I walk where the shadows won’t dare to speak,
Crown of ashes, heavy head, I don’t bow to the weak.
Concrete sermons, I baptize in b***d and dirt,
Every verse is a curse, every rhyme gon’ hurt.
My fists preach violence, my lungs spit w*r,
My pen scribbles coffins, bodies stacked on the floor.
A prophet with a pistol, choir built from screams,
I sell nightmares raw — no refunds on dreams.
I’m the filth in the system, the crack in the law,
A judge with no mercy, a fist with no flaw.
My scripture’s engraved in the wounds of the street,
So I spit till the devil falls d**d at my feet.
[Chorus]
Crown of ashes, heavy lies,
Bury me where silence cries.
Broken voices, broken chains,
Still I rise through smoke and flames.
[Verse 2]
I paint halos in gasoline, light ‘em on fire,
Every saint I expose as a goddamn liar.
I’m the sermon and the sinner, the bullet and the priest,
A banquet of chaos where the d**d get to feast.
Street gospel, written in venom and ink,
Every rhyme’s a razorblade, sharper than you think.
I’m the hunger in the gutter, the echo of rage,
I carve my name bloody on society’s page.
They call me monster, prophet, villain in disguise,
I baptize in g*n smoke, a messiah that lies.
No salvation in sight, no angels in mass,
Just a kingdom of shadows and a crown made of ash.
[Bridge]
(Spoken with radio static effect)
This ain’t no gospel of hope.
This is the hymn of the hopeless.
Where the broken drink b***d for communion.
Where the choir sings with screams.
[Chorus]
Crown of ashes, heavy lies,
Bury me where silence cries.
Broken voices, broken chains,
Still I rise through smoke and flames.
[Adlibs]
Every king bleeds red…
Every crown burns black…
This kingdom is mine…
And I ain’t never givin’ it back.
[Outro]