رَحِمك الله يا صديقي العزيز شينيكات 🤍

My crown ain’t gold, it’s silence that speaks,
Through storms and scars, I sharpen the peaks.
They told me “bow,” I broke the floor,
Built my path with bones of lore.

Whispers in shadows tried to trace my path,
But I ride light cloaked in aftermath.
The throne don’t tempt me, I define the seat,
With a righteous blade and words…Read More

My crown ain’t gold, it’s silence that speaks,
Through storms and scars, I sharpen the peaks.
They told me “bow,” I broke the floor,
Built my path with bones of lore.

Whispers in shadows tried to trace my path,
But I ride light cloaked in aftermath.
The throne don’t tempt me, I define the seat,
With a righteous blade and words…Read More

I walked through light they swore would blind,
But vision clearer when your soul’s designed.
They feared my peace more than my blade,
So I carved my path through neon shade.

Bright wrath, I wear it like a crown,
Solar flares in every sound.
Their gods glitch when I speak my name,
Euryeth, born from light and flame.

They drew blood…Read More

Merciful