No throne, no voice, no war to win Just dust and whispers on my skin They carved their truths across my name Then left me here with all the blame They wear my crown and steal my song Pretending I was always wrong But silence sharpens every scar And quiet knows just who you are I sleep beneath their memory A shadow they refuse to see Yet in this hush, I still remain A ghost beneath the quiet chain I rule a kingdom none can find Where echoes wear a quiet crown No trumpets call, no torches shine Only stillness weighs me down But even in this cold domain A spark defies the silent reign The stars don't speak, the wind won't mourn They left my soul unclothed, untorn Yet something stirs beneath the frost A name they feared, a fire they lost I breathe behind their iron veil A prayer beneath the hunger pale They buried me in guilt and chain But still I bear this voiceless reign I rule a kingdom none can claim Where shadows kneel but I don't bow Let silence wear its crown of shame I'll rise, but not for now Let them forget what I became I'll end this reign in flame